Back to School: Carissa explains it all

After a long, busy day I was ready for a good night sleep. It was the night before my first day at the middle school. I was about to enter the sixth grade. I was busy preparing, getting all the supplies in my backpack, making my lunch and a ton more. I finally settled into my bed and it felt great. Instantly, I drifted way off into a deep sleep because I felt content everything was ready for the next day. Or so I thought. I forgot to set my alarm! It was 8:40 am and my bus comes at 8:45 am. I quickly got dressed, stumbled down the stairs, grabbed my backpack and hurried to the bus stop just in time. My heart began to beat at a normal pace again knowing I would ride the bus on my first day. Suddenly, my heart rate jumps in panic as I see my mom flying out the front door in her pajamas insisting on a bus stop picture. I did not smile at all. Finally, the bus came. The bus ride was extremely loud. I sat down with my best friends. As soon as the bus stopped everyone was trying to get off. Of course, I was one of the last ones. Everyone was trying to shove through the door. It took me about five minutes to actually get into the school. Next stop was my locker. As soon as I got to my locker, I grabbed my books for the morning and headed to class. On my way there, I dropped every single book, scattering them across the hall. Everyone was trying to move around me and it was a huge pain crawling around getting all of them. I just hoped that I didn’t leave any behind. When I finally made it to class, I was late. The teacher gave me a look that she was not pleased (what a way to make a first impression.) I turned to find a seat and found that I did not know anyone and all the good seats were taken. I slumped into a seat way in the back and took a deep breath. I was kind of excited to meet new people, but I needed a friend about now. Time seemed to go so slow, I was staring at the clock in each of my classes, still not knowing anyone and feeling like I could not do anything right. I could not wait for lunch; I was dieing to see my friends. Lunch was the best part of the day. I learned a lot of things that day. My friends made me feel better by reminding me that everyone has days like mine. They admitted they were more nervous then I was, but we all agreed that we were excited about being there. After lunch my “pod” moved to math (my favorite subject) and we started by reviewing information from fifth grade and I completely froze. I could not remember anything. I thought math would go smoothly, but I guess I was wrong. Beep, beep, beep. My alarm goes off and I realized it was all just a dream. I am really excited about going into the middle school. I feel like am prepared for sixth grade, and ready to take on the challenge. I know I will learn a lot this year, and I will definitely have a lot of fun doing it. I doubt my day is going to be as bad as my dream. Yes, I am nervous, but I am thrilled to be starting a new school. Only a couple more days until it starts. I can’t wait.