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The First Day

My first day began with a ride in our silver minivan as my mother drove me to my high school. It was only a ten-minute trip, but was unusually silent. I was apprehensive and did not know what to expect that day. It seemed to me as if the voyage to school would never end. We had arrived at our destination and my mother pulled into the semi-circular drive that led up to the front of the school. I was anxious to see who would be there and what everything would be like. I grabbed my backpack from between the two front seats and opened the passenger side door. After getting out and ascending down the walkway, I glanced at my watch noticing that it was 7:40AM. School didn’t start until 8:00AM and I was afraid that I would be all alone when I started my first day. No one was in sight and I thought I would not know anyone once I progressed inside.

The sidewalk expanded toward my high school, which towered three stories above me. I noticed that it was a cool, brisk August morning as the wind gently gusted through the trees. The sun had just risen and illuminated the front side of the building in an eccentric glow. As I became closer, above the doorway I could read engraved in the marble “SS. Peter and Paul Seminary.” Over that, larger metallic letters glistened “Nouvel Catholic Central High School.” My own reflection gleamed in the glass doors and continued to grow as I approached. I could hear the sound of my mom pulling away in the van from behind me. My hand began to tremble as I reached toward the door in front of me because today was the big day.

I went about my business at my locker. English was my first class of the day, so I made sure to have my textbook and added some others in my bag as well for later. As I was doing this, I recognized a good friend of mine from grade school, Chris. I let out an enormous sigh of relief. His locker was near mine, so I wandered over toward him and said hello. We talked about the Detroit Tigers, the baseball team that we both followed and loved, even though they were struggling this season. Then gradually more of my friends began to arrive and joined us in talking. We moved on to other topics, like what our schedules were this semester and what classes we had together. Before I knew it, the hallway had instantly come alive. Many other groups like ours had formed and began conversations in the hallway as well. Now the passage was packed full of students with backpacks talking with their friends about events of the summer and excitement about today. At this point, I knew that today was going to be an exhilarating day. It was then, just as I felt that everything was going smoothly, that the warning bell rang and I was off to the next of my many adventures of my first day of high school.

After living through the first minutes of the day, I had a sense that high school was going to end up being great. My friends gave me the support and confidence to meet other people and succeed throughout high school. To this day I am a still friends with most of the people that I was with that first day. So after living through that period, I have learned that even when things look bad, optimism is key, knowing that everything can still turn out fantastically in the end.

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