Personal Narrative Essay: Hidden Oaks Middle School

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School is like a six-hour walk on a rainy day, it’s not fun. But, when you’re surrounded by the right people it’s not so bad. Hidden Oaks Middle School, you start at seven and end at two. Five days a week, eight hours a day. My mornings usually start at six o’clock I wake up, brush my teeth, say good morning to my dad, eat breakfast, and get ready for school. When the clock strikes six forty-five I say bye to my dad and walk to my bus stop. On the bus I sit next to one of my friends Courtney, we usually say how our mornings have been, how we don't want to go to school, what classes we’re dreading things like that. I get off the bus at seven fifteen say bye to Courtney and enter school. As I walk into school I see my friend Aleecea, …show more content…
I say good morning to Mrs.Thomas and then class starts. After first hour there is passing time, I get my things for second hour- English and third hour- Math at Twin Oaks across the street. When second hour ends I meet my friend Nana and cross the street to Math. After Math, there is Lunch-my favorite hour of the day. During lunch, I talk to my friends, eat food, and respond to Snapchats. After Lunch, it’s primetime. In primetime we read, do second step or study. Twenty minutes later it’s time for fifth hour-Global Studies. In global studies we learn about different countries and continents around the world, we do maps, and test and quiz like every other class. After the hour is over its sixth hour-Science. In Science, we learn about Earth’s atmosphere, how the Earth was made, and work on graphs and packets. Then I go to Spanish-my last hour of the day. In Spanish, we learn how to speak Spanish, learn conjugations, and do fun Spanish-related activities. After my last class of the day, I go home. When I get home I finish my homework, read, watch Netflix, help my brothers with their homework and go to sleep. Then my days start all over again. My days are usually a boring, endless cycle of school, doing homework, and helping my brothers. I honestly didn’t realize how boring my life was until I wrote this essay. But I don’t mind

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