Narrative Essay On Boarding School

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Driving down the pothole filled road in our dented 2007 red Mercedes. Me and my sister Nk felt every bump, shack and vibration as our father drove us to our new boarding school. It was in the middle of a forest , that literarily was in the middle of jungle. when we reach the gaintic rusted gate. I though back to what my parents said 'that they were going to enroll me in Marist compressive college in Nigeria. Those fleeting second I thought 'what the hell man , you can't do that. I don't want to go to some local village school in the middle of some cruse forest. Where they use a hole in the ground as some toilet.' That were I learned that am going to my parents from now on.
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Parents allowed to have afinal meal with thie childern as away to say goodbye. For you'll be staying in school for 12 weeks straight without seening them. Execpt for visitnig day. Where they will refill your school slipples. But that not for another six weeks. Then it dawn to me that am not going to see my parents for a month and a half. That am going to school with abunch of stangers kids, that I don’t know at all. That am going to start bathing, Sleeping, and learning with a bunch of stargers. I tasted salt on my lips. Tears was falling into the rice I was eating and I thought ow much am going to miss my parents and my little brother. How am going to miss my room, my clothes, my mom cooking and my old bed. At that point I was trying to keep a lid on my emotion that was running wild inside me. I final wiped my tears to finsh my meal. I hugged my father and looked him up and down trying to geta mental picture of him before he left. I remember his bronw loafer shoe, his tan cargo short, and his yellow pollo shirt. Also how he smelled oh old spice and shaving cream. Waving him goodbye. I was stunded into silenc. Because I never kenw how painful a goodbye could be. T was in ateance while walking back to bed. When I got there I heard a snifle under my bed. My sister was crying. She was always sutborn and refuse to cry infront of anybody. At that moment the light came

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