Essay on The High School Is Not So Terrible

1790 Words Nov 8th, 2015 8 Pages
I did not realize what was happening until after the warm colored leaves had disappeared beneath the snow, quite like my old self had disappeared beneath my new self. It was December and, I had always hated the winter months. That winter was supposed to bring record-breaking cold weather, and living in northern Illinois meant frostbite galore. All I did those days was sit in a box (I’ve called school) for eight hours, and get home with eight more hours of homework. At least I had homework to get my mind off of it, at least for a little while I could still be sane. Emerson Catholic High School was not so terrible, but I came into it from a public middle school, and it was not like everyone was in the same boat because all of the private school kids knew each other from years and years of private, Catholic education. I was not Catholic either, so at first I did not know any of the prayers they were saying, but I caught on. Eventually I acted like I was a Catholic to fit in, when really I was just a Christian, curious as to how their lifestyle was. Yeah, high school was an interesting ride. Going back to school on a Monday was almost as bad as burning my tongue on morning coffee. That September Monday had been so stressful that I just wanted to go home and cry. I walked out of my last class to eleven posters held by my fellow classmates that spelled out “H-O-M-E-C-O-M-I-N-G-?” with Johnny on the end holding a dozen beautiful roses. Johnny had been in love with me since the…

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