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  • A Narrative Essay About A Day In High School

    BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I look at my alarm, it’s 7:00AM. I fall out of bed, furiously brushing my teeth, throw some clothes on, and run out the door to catch the bus. This was my routine every morning. Waking up at 6:45 AM, eating breakfast, showering, and then rushing down to the same bus stop, hopefully, to make the 7:42 AM bus. I heavily relied on the bus my freshman and sophomore years of high school. My parents were always preoccupied, getting my younger brother and sister ready for school and didn’t have any time to drive me down to my school. I would take the bus, everyday, with my close friend, Jackson, who lived about ten minutes away from me. He would always get on the following bus stop. When we started taking the bus, we were young, immature freshman making a tremendous amount of noise, as others would join us on our morning commute to school. At first, I was hesitant about taking the bus to school. I’d heard stereotypes that the bus was unpleasantly dirty and infested with sleepy homeless people. I remember a brief a conversation I had with my a former nanny, Dominique, about the bus being a reliable source of transportation. I made an uneducated remark, assertively stating, “Carpools are much more reliable than taking the bus because they are always on time in the morning.” Who was I to make such an idiotic remark, never taking the bus before or knowing about people's morning routines? Before I started taking the bus, I was privileged, having my parents drive me…

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