Narrative Essay Examples High School

If my high school were an animal it would be a cat because cats always do what they want but have contentment in the things they get. Some cats are liked less than others because of their sassy mannerisms while others are liked more because of their sweet and sociable actions. A cats owner generally tries to have control of their cat but then realize they just have to let them be. I went to Curtis Baptist High School in downtown Augusta, GA. Curtis Baptist is a private christian school with…

Today marks the twentieth anniversary since I have graduated from high school. My husband and I have taken a trip back to my hometown, Auburn, New York, for our high school reunion. I can remember it as if it was yesterday: walking across the stage in my crisp, white gown, moving the tassel on my cap from one side to the other, feeling the greatest feeling of fulfillment mixed with gratification. A lot has changed in my life since that moment, twenty years ago, when a diploma fell within my…

I remember my days in high school like it was yesterday. My freshman year I didn’t really know anyone at my school because I was new to the area. Once the school year got started I began to make friends and to be known around the school. So as most people say now I look like a basketball player, back in my younger days I used to play all sports like basketball, football, and baseball. So I had decided to try out for the basketball team. I start to go to the conditioning and workouts and stuff to…

overwhelming, nauseating sensation flow over my entire body; I thought that flags only slipped through hands on battlefields, not on a Friday night during a high school half time show. Failure is a one-way mirror. When standing in front of the mirror, the failure simply stares back in the form of a reflection. My first performance for the high school color guard amounted to the show flag slipping through my clutches and slamming onto the freshly cut, football field grass. The searing…

girls made me feel bad for how out of place I was. Not only did my height provide social awkwardness, it also administered the constant, never ending struggle of finding garments long enough. Whenever my mom or grandmothers wanted to take me back to school shopping, I made excuses of “I don’t need any more habiliments” or “I do not feel good, all of the sudden…” Sadly, the excuses came to an end. The dreadful clothes shopping came, and I could never attain pants long enough. My parents thought I…

meaningful behind it. Most of people never forget the last day of their high school. That day has a lot of different memories with their friends and teachers; it was a bit surreal because it was quite a bittersweet day. I do not think my best memory of my life has approached me yet. However, I feel my high school years have been the most unforgettable memories. I have grown so much during the time I attended in that school. Moreover, I had had the most amazing friendships, learned a lot of…

It was my junior year and all I wanted to do at this point was get the heck out of high school. I had maybe two or three good friends that I could actually count on at the time. I didn’t really have any of those good friends during my lunch period and was forced to have pointless conversations with irrelevant girls who only cared about their image and how popular they are in high school. My viewpoint of high school now was completely changed. I stood up for myself, I was my own person and was…

In 2004, Coral Gables Senior High School, I was sitting waiting for my advisor, exciting and nervous to get my high school diploma next year 2005. But I never thought I will be sitting in that blue bench again, but this time crying. I had received the news I could not apply for any school, financial aid, scholarship or student loan because I did not have a social security number. My advisor said I wasn’t able to continue my path to college. Yes, she was really rude and she made my dreams go away…

could remember. The day I was achieving something significant in my family. I thought to myself, I am the first person in my family to graduate high school. The feeling is inconceivable as I hear my name be called, I glanced up and saw my family as they were standing and cheering…

In 1998 I graduated from Osceola High School. My parents were so proud of me. They always pushed me to do my best in school. I was in every group/club imaginable, just like my mother, and was a great flute player; ranked 7th best out of the entire Region 8. I graduated with a 3.25 and received the John Phillips Sousa Award which also offered a scholarship. I had my life laid out for me and lived it just as my parents wanted me to. In August of 1998, my parents packed me up and moved me into my…