The School Story

On August 21, 2013, was a very normal day for me. It was the beginning of the school year, just starting to learn my 7th-grade class at Washington Middle school. As the long confusing day ended, I met up with my friend Sophie after school. We were neighbors, so my dad would take us to school and her dad would take us home. After I got home my sister was there and we hung out until my mom and dad got home with dinner. My dad got home first and was sitting downstairs like usual. I was in my room…

somebody at school? Especially during lunch in front of the entire 8th. Is it to get revenge? At Windham Middle School a male student decided to dump water on another male student. Witnesses say he did it because the other male student was “checking” out his girlfriend. As the water was spilled the male student was only upset about his shoes getting wet. “All he did was take his shoes off and said ‘my shoes!’ very loudly,” a witness on the scene said. The next day, at Windham Middle School,…

At Kealing Middle School, my very first day of eighth grade was the hardest day of my life. Everything was different: the language, the signs on the walls, the building, the food, the teachers, the classes, and especially the people around the school. The environment was crowded, and everyone seemed to be happy except for me. The students around the school totally ignored me every time I passed by them as if I was invisible. That was not normal for me at all because at my school in Mexico,…

nowadays, a joke he took pretty well. He was stretched out on his couch, scribbling a few notes in his songbook. Specifically, changes for a few new songs he and his band mates were in the process of testing. Moments like this were pretty rare, between school, homework, social time, practice, and gigs, hence why new songs were so rare for them. Happily, Flash was finally able to sit down and…

calm and relaxing day at Marino High School. It was about 2 in the afternoon when Cassie found the note on the ground. On the note said ‘Meet me behind the locker rooms at the football field at the end of the 3rd quarter on Friday night. From Brad’. Brad, being the captain of the football team, used to be into some bad stuff until he was sent to juvie at the beginning of the school year. He didn’t do anything bad at all after that. Brad’s first day back at school he saw this amazingly pretty…

the jocks and athletes, the popular crowd, the nerds and the band geeks, the drama kids. But me? I didn’t really belong in any group exactly. I used to do everything; drama, band, art, sports. Everyone knew me, and everyone liked me. Jackson High School was everything that was anything to me. Honestly, life was great... That is, until Melanie Laktwish waltzed into my life. During sophomore year, Melanie was pretty much my best friend;we had Harry Potter marathons on Saturday nights, and…

in my bed waiting to get ready for school, thinking about the day ahead of me. Looking at the clouds as I meditate, I feel the positive vibes in my head. I think about the people I’m going to see and the topics the teachers will talk about in class. Attending Northridge High School, just outside of HollyWood, California, is quite average. Lost in my daydreams, I realize the bus will be here any minute. Ah well, here’s to the start of a new week. Arriving at school, you’ll see the popular girls…

home I opened my mouth in the mirror and saw it. My left front tooth, or as the dentists say the upper left central, was chipped. The moment I saw it I knew there was no way I was going to school the next day, but my mother had other plans. Despite continuous pleads my mother still forced me to go to school the next…

It's been six o'clock in the morning I was in my bed. I heard my mother yelling my name "Joey wake up". It took me five minutes to finally get up from my bed; when I heard a loud banging noise coming from my door. I opened the door and saw my mother standing there. I started to walk to the bathroom and did the usual things I do every morning. After I was done everything I need to do upstairs, I headed downstairs to eat breakfast. The food was already made for me it was eggs & bread. I was trying…

them trembled, worried about what will occur after this incident. Grant had explained the whole situation to the principal as tears fell gently down his face, thinking he’ll be in huge trouble. Mr. Stuarts demanded Grant to take a walk around the school and leave the room. Grant followed the demand and approached back to the lunchroom. At the end of the day, the loudspeaker blasted throughout the hallways and classrooms, telling Grant to go to the principal’s office once more. Grant’s mouth…