I am a student who doesn’t cheat, who doesn’t hurt anyone at my best, who does not attempt to threaten others, who is famously known to be kind and generous to all with my warmth nature, and lastly, and who does not have any enemies. Leaving all those behind, first, I desperately am required to pack my bag for school. That’s the nature of all human beings, education at school. That is certainly a true statement. A person grows in a healthy state of mind with education at a school that staunchly determines the person’s fate in their life success or other things that are genuinely important for society to develop in the right direction. Mom was in the kitchen glaring at me to check if I am packing all my necessities for school. “Nick, I really
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The school was hell despite all the posters informing to “behave” desirable. It was time for another school-day, for obvious reasons very paradoxical and difficult to apprehend why my presence should exist at school. Math was especially the representative subject no soul in class could ever interpret fully of what Mrs. Johnson kept on writing on the board which seemed a consuming wasteful effort. When the clock ticked at 3:30 pm and the bells clanged, every student galloped out of their sits like a mouse being chased by a growling cat. The school was finally over after the hardship of 7 hours. Third graders were left free to leave as that was applied to me. Students were scrambled and squashed as the wave of students bumped into me. It was irritable that I had to walk a few steps at my locker again but tolerable as their desire was to go home. Instead, I left at school as I visited the library which was monumental in size. While boys were conventional to do after school sports activity, I took the unconventional route. I ventured through in the library, through the boundless bookshelves stacked like a maze that was unsolvable. My hobby was viewing films rather than reading books. So, I glanced at the section where the DVDs were displayed. I huddled a handful of them at the reception desk since I had no clue what Netflix and online streaming services
The school was hell despite all the posters informing to “behave” desirable. It was time for another school-day, for obvious reasons very paradoxical and difficult to apprehend why my presence should exist at school. Math was especially the representative subject no soul in class could ever interpret fully of what Mrs. Johnson kept on writing on the board which seemed a consuming wasteful effort. When the clock ticked at 3:30 pm and the bells clanged, every student galloped out of their sits like a mouse being chased by a growling cat. The school was finally over after the hardship of 7 hours. Third graders were left free to leave as that was applied to me. Students were scrambled and squashed as the wave of students bumped into me. It was irritable that I had to walk a few steps at my locker again but tolerable as their desire was to go home. Instead, I left at school as I visited the library which was monumental in size. While boys were conventional to do after school sports activity, I took the unconventional route. I ventured through in the library, through the boundless bookshelves stacked like a maze that was unsolvable. My hobby was viewing films rather than reading books. So, I glanced at the section where the DVDs were displayed. I huddled a handful of them at the reception desk since I had no clue what Netflix and online streaming services