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Creative Writing: The First Day Essay, Research Paper Creative Writing: The First Day By : Sarah Johns It was a bright sunny day, the sky was a soft shade of blue and there

Creative Writing: The First Day Essay, Research Paper

Creative Writing: The First Day

By : Sarah Johns

It was a bright sunny day, the sky was a soft shade of blue and there

was a slight breeze in the air. I stepped out of my moms red shiny CRX as she

said ?Good Luck’ to me. I forced up a weak smile as I shoved the door, and it

made a woosh noise as it closed. I took a deep breathe and started walking

towards the man entrance. I thought to myself, ?Why does the school have all the

buildings seperated?’

I slowly walked forward as I started looking at all the other kids, most

were in groups and all talking laughing and smiling. I felt very small, like I

was an alien who had just landed on planet Earth. I thought to myself, ?I should

be at home, with my friends talking and laughing’. But I wasn’t, I was in

Rocklin, California. Id moved here at the begging of August. And I’d hated it

ever since. But I was willing to give Rocklin a shot, even though ever kid I’d

met in town so far had said ?Rocklin is the worst school’. As I walked forward

with the white scrunched up piece of paper that told me my classes, I tried to

look like I fit in. As I looked around for my class, I noticed I was on the

wrong side of the building. ?At least I know where the main building is,’ I said

to myself. The main building looked bright and cheery, like the sun.

I trudged over to the main building trying not to look at anyone, the

pavement looked really white. When I got to the main building I walked up to a

Miss Kerby, sitting behind a desk and asked her if she could tell me where this

building was. Instead I felt like I had just been arrested for murder. I was

bombarded with about 5 questions all at once. I answered them all, and with a

negative tone she told me ?I cant help you, you need your mom to go sign these’.

I felt shocked and a huge amount of anger mounting up inside me. I walked

straight out of the building. I didn’t need to get crap from some lady when I

was trying to get used to a state that I had never been too. I walked home and

slammed the front door shut, and screamed at the top of my lungs ?I hate it here,

I am moving back to Illinois with my dad!’ And ran upstairs to my room, slammed

the door shut. Bang bang bang, went the door as my foot thudded against it. Each

hit relieved a lot of anger.

But I had to go to school. And with all the courage I had in me I went

back to that school that had slammed the door in my face, and gave it a second

shot. I went to each class feeling like a freak, as everyone stared at me

because I didn’t dress like them. I thought to myself ?I don’t think you like me,

well I hate you as well’. I felt like I was on display at the local circus show.

I thought someone would come and say ?hello’ to me. To this day, I am still

waiting. No one has taken the time here to get to know me or like me. I know

they all judged me, as I also judged them. I trudged to each class and found

two of the teachers actually impressed me, which surprised me, I didn’t think

anyone in Rocklin, or the whole state of California would impress me. At the

end of the day, I was still hating the new school, missing all my old friends.

To this day, it still takes a lot of courage for me to show up at

Rocklin High School. Some days I just cant even go. I have now learned to go to

school. And I hope to graduate with good grades this year, as I did at my other

school (straight A’s and B’s may I add). I have learned that I have courage and

strength and I will succeed this year ever if I am in someplace I don’t like. I

have learned I can succeed even if everything isn’t the way I like it. And with

this courage, I will graduate.

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