Personal Narrative

First day of 6th grade. My alarm clock beeped loudly and obnoxiously. I snapped awake, I spun around and looked at my alarm clock it read 7:00am. I jumped out of bed knowing that I had to go into the shower and get ready for school. I turned my show on half way between hot and cold, the room quickly filled up with steam. My shower took around 10 minutes and I got dressed. I wear basketball shorts with a bright orange shirt. “I might make it” I whispered to myself. My heart was starting to stop beating repeatedly, I was starting to calm down. I walked up stairs to eat breakfast. I grabbed out a measuring glass, filled it up and put it in the microwave for around 1 minute. I grabbed 2 packets of instant oatmeal and mixed it with the hot water in a small bowl. The warm welcoming smell of bananas and oatmeal filled my head. I sat down at my spot and the counter and started to eat it. It took me around 10 minutes to eat my breakfast. I checked the clock it read 8:01am. It was time to go! I put my shoes on and got into my dad's car. “Come on dad I’m ready to go!” I shouted back to my dad. …show more content…
I didn't know where the middle school was but I knew it wasn't that far away from my house. After what seemed like eternity we had finally reached the middle school. It looked huge! I had no idea where to go once I was inside. In the front of the school there was a car loop for your parents to drop you off at. My dad followed the crowd and pulled into the loop. It was overloaded with cars, like rushower on a friday. We finally made it too the front of the car line. I saw some of my friends being dropped off. “Good bye dad, see you after school!” I told him and walked out of the