First Day of School Essay

It was the first day of school at Brooklyn High school and at some ungodly hour, my cold-blooded step brother,Alex,came pounding on my closet door, saying,”Gracie, wake up, it’s time for school!” My real name is Grayson Swift, but he likes to call me Gracie, especially in front of other people. As I got out of bed, I realized I had no nice clothes to wear. All I had was a couple pairs of old jeans, hand-me-down tees, an ugly sweater, and the clothes I had from my Mom and Dad. Those were a black…

Back in 2012 was the year I started high school. I remember the first day of school walking into Wagner High School like it was yesterday. My mind and heart filled with a plethora of emotions. At the time I knew I my life as a young adult was just beginning and I am looking forward to what the future has to offer. Time moves fast and does not wait for you. Now that I am a senior in high school I am ready to begin my life in the real world. As a child I have always loved animals and was so…

It was nervously surprising on this day. The day before this day I was tiresome. I didn’t manage my time to when to go to sleep and woke up so tired. I was ready though; I was ready for my first day as a sophomore. Before i tell you this, the day could’ve been better, but i could handle it. I wake up and get ready for the day to start. I had butterflies in my stomach because i was also nervous on who was going to be in my class. I get ready for my day. My brother is starting off as a 9th grader…

The bronze and auburn leaves decorated the sidewalks. The crunchy sounds my steps create are satisfying. This was it. My last first day of school. I wanted to remember this day... Students are exiting their buses with new backpacks and clean shoes. The crisp, fresh air feels so relaxing in contrast to all the noise of laughter coming from tight groups. Stepping into the the three-level, brick cover…

Each days the same, I wake up to my alarm clock going off reading 5:30 a.m. marking the end of and get out of bed. ‘Great, only an hour of sleep’, I think to myself while rolling my eyes and blowing out in exasperation. I continue with my morning routine. Which consists of me showering, then getting dressed and doing my hair and make-up. I feel like a fraud. ‘That’s because you are. But it’s okay. Soon enough you won’t be one anymore.’ It takes me 25 minutes to get to Cedarwood High. Once I…

the lights in my room. Practice begins at 4:00 P.M. this blistering Thursday afternoon. I can’t believe that we are going to be in the parade. Outside for practice, it feels like my U.V. rays. We run our usual two laps around the track of our school, New Augusta Public Academy North. We practice all the way up until 7:00 P.M. an hour after we usually practice to make sure that we learn our steps and moves for the chant and the choreography for the dance routine. Today is Friday,…

there was school. Wait what? Whether you know it as a cliché for once in the past or the basic formula for beginning fairy tales, this indium is easily recognizable by many. Oftentimes it is followed by character histories full of leisure and seemingly missing any aspect of violence. Consequently, the ensuing conflict seems a better comparison for such a diabolical topic as school. Millions of students have had to groan themselves awake on a Monday, realizing that they would soon be in school.…

my new school, his name was Mark. The school was named Handcock High School. The school was like a small college campus, a nice one story red brick buildings. Handcock High is big when I got out of one class and my other class is in the next building, if I didn 't go straight there I would be late. Mark was sweet and he was a senior and I was a sophomore in high school. He really liked me and I really liked him. So he invited me to a house party. It was a house party that the high school…

Golden Meadow Middle School It was the year of 2010 where everything has changed on Friday, August 15th at 7:15am in Galliano, Louisiana. I woke up around 6:00am to look my best for my first day of middle school at Golden Meadow. When I first woke up I was feeling nauseous and anxiety but that couldn’t stop me from blow drying and straightening my hair that morning. My sister Katelyn, and I were pretty close in age and also best friends especially during this time. Katelyn came in the…

Any human feels certain emotions when trying things for the first time: fear, anxiety, excitement, and happiness just to name a few. Now, for a moment, consider the idea that whatever you are trying feels those same exact emotions, just towards you. How would that make you feel? Would it help ease whatever stress you are feeling, or would it make you even more excited to try it? The story Schools First Day of School is a story about overcoming deep fears by looking through the lens of the feared…