My First Test

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you switched schools? What if you ought to take two tests to do so? That’s what happened to me, and I’m glad it did, because Old Donation Center was truly amazing. It was way back in the year of first grade, 2012, when I was at Shelton Park. My mother and teacher had neglected to tell me, to tell anyone, that there was a test. Thankfully, it was fun, filled with pictures, puzzles, and logic.
I had passed the first test, and was going on to take the second one. I was somewhat nervous, but also excited, and I had hoped that the questions would be similar to the other tests, and they were, in a way. What I had remembered was that there was someone in my class, named Julian, who was also coming to take the tests. All of the answers to the questions …show more content…
Remember, there are no wrong answers.” I also passed the second test, my mom had told me while on the highway. Nonetheless, I couldn’t be too excited, since I had absolutely no idea whatsoever of what it was, and I was afraid of not knowing anyone that would be there. Then she declared that two other people, Olivia and John Mark, were coming also.
“They were both in my class in kindergarten!” I exclaimed as my crown spun away from the window. If I wasn’t excited before, I was then. There weren’t that too frequent clues as to what the actual school was, but at least I was no longer alone. On the first day of school my mother took a million pictures, as always. “ Can we go now?” I asked my mom as I posed for her makeshift photo shoot. “Just a few more, and with your brother, too,” my mother responded with her half excited, half mom voice. “ But I don’t wanna, Mommy, it’s boring!” my brother whined as he angrily tried to squeeze out of my hug. He was three (almost four) then, and he still doesn’t like taking pictures, I don’t either, but at least I don’t