Narrative Essay On High School

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High school. People say it’s either the best or worst four years of your life. Of course they never give you the details of what makes them the worst or best years. Which means, I, a terrified 8th grader convince myself that they will be the worst four years of my life. Honestly it is easy to guess that. In high school the classes are harder, your grades matter so much more, you have to write more and sit in class longer. On the outside high school looks like one giant stress ball that is going to knock you out the second you walk through the door. There was no way I had a chance of making it through high school!
When people asked me, “So, Emily, are you excited to become a high schooler?” My response was something along the lines of “Sure.” or “I guess.”. Only I was freaking out on the inside.
Sabre Splash, though helpful to me in learning the placement of everything in the high school, did not do much to calm my nerves about the
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“Why do you want to quit band Emily?” Mr. Lumley would ask me at every lesson in 8th grade. My response always was the same. “Because we have to chose either band or choir in high school, and I’m choosing choir.”
Except, I decided to stay in band. To this day I don’t regret my decision to stay in band. It’s huge part of me, and I can’t believe I almost let it go. Without band I wouldn’t have been on the track playing pep band songs at a football game.
At the game I was able to calm down and realize my thoughts on what high school was, were all wrong. Yes, the classes were a bit tougher than in middle school, but that was expected. They were in no way impossible to complete. High school was not just about grades and the classes. I also wasn’t as stressful as I believed it could have been. I could do this. I could get through high school and they would definitely be the best four years of my

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