Starting 6th grade, I was tiny, I mean, I got made fun of by 5th graders who towered over me. I wasn’t new to the area so I came into Middle School with some friends backing me up.First day of school, we arrived on the bus acting as crazy as normal kids and the thought of starting a new grade made me sick to my stomach. Especially since I had to start at the bottom and work my way back up the ladder. It was chaos the rest of the day. Kids were crying for their …show more content…
The first day of school wasn’t bad at all, I walked up to the black top with all of my friends and it was a great day. I love U.S history, especially since we have a teacher called Dr. Mills teaching us. The class is so fun to learn about and I hope to be an historian when I grow up. The middle of the year went by really fast. We practically zoomed through January, February, March, and April. Now like the past two years, I received some news but this time, it was amazing news. Leighton, the one I talked about earlier, had his last session of Chemotherapy. Me and a few other friends had the chance to go spend the last eight minutes of his session with him. It was an amazing day and I don’t think I will ever forget. Plus, Casen was being really stupid and almost broke the rotating door. 8th grade still isn’t over for me, you can probably tell since I am writing this essay, but I plan on going out with a bang. I love all of my friends and teachers and I thank them for helping me get through the