Personal Narrative: Transition From A High School

Transitioning from a high school student from a small town, to a college campus where the students body is almost as large as my town population is quite terrifying. Im use to my 1,500 classmates, all of us attempting to squeeze down the same stairway, trying to find the time to do Art Club, student council, band (marching and concert), Mathletes, quizbowl, keeping up with homework, and working is a difficult process. It’s senior year now, and half of these activities will be long gone as I trudge along applying to college and keeping my GPA to my standards.. We don’t have mommy and daddy to help us through our problems, holding our hands through the dark. Our decisions we make from here on out are all on us. What college are we going to, what do i do about FAFSA, are we going to live in a dorm, how do i know if i’m making the right choice; all these questions are swimming around in my …show more content…
But now i'm going to be away from home for months at a time. Sure, we have cell phones, skype, and any other form of communication but it’s not the same as being able to come home after a long day of school and have my family to talk to about my day. Ever since i can remember, once i got home from school my parents have always asked “how was your day at school”, and i would merely reply with “good” or “fine”; but as my final years at home come to an end, i find myself telling them every little detail of my day. I regret now not telling them about that A I got on that spelling test, or the excitement I had the first time I managed to get something other than a squeak out of my instrument. The days are numbered now, and i plan on making the best out of every single one of them. My parents have always been my biggest supporters from being at every band concert or football game, to going on college visits; and now my fans are going to be 300 miles away from