Middle School Graduation Narrative

It was the middle of June and I was about to finish the last day of middle school. I went to Parkside Intermediate School, which was located in San Bruno. I felt so accomplished and proud of myself that I made it this far. Graduation in this case was going to happen the very next day. If you could see me the day before graduation, I was filled with joy and couldn’t wait to see all my friends in high school. Our school made all the eight graders practice walking up the stage to receive our diploma. If anyone were to mess up the practice, everyone would have to start all over again. Everyone, including me grew tired of walking back and forth. But it was worth it, then came the day when everyone would receive that piece of paper that showed them

I bursted out into tears with anger and sadness. My mom sat me down and said, “It’s going to be ok” with a smile on her face. Saying that I will make a bunch of new friends coming to a new school. I replied, “I guess so” with an awkward reply. I kept telling myself that everything was going to be okay, but I couldn’t manage the shyness that i felt inside my body. That if anybody would like me or if they would even be friends with me at all. Throughout the summer, that I wished that would never be over, finally came to an end after a month and a half. The way I felt through those two months were really tired and lazy. I basically, slept all day and played video games. That’s what I would think a normal fourteen year old would spend their time over the break. But anyways, I was still kinda new around town and I didn’t know where to go or what to do. So my mom’s boyfriend Mark who also went to Logan, then showed me around Union City. He showed me the basics of living in this city. Which includes, how to take the bus, where to eat, and also how to act in high school. Me being a immature eighth grader wouldn’t know what to do in high school. I then, thanked him for what he did and said, “thank you so much”. He replied, “no problem man” with a happy grin on his face. There was only one day left of summer until everyone starts school. I couldn’t figure out what to wear the next day, so I asked my mom and her boyfriend if they

I then did my morning routine. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, did my hair, ate breakfast, and lastly walked to the bus stop. I took the bus to James Logan, which only took about twenty minutes. I hopped of the bus and walked towards the gate with an uncomfortable feeling and sat down at an empty table. For the next two months, I didn’t really make friends with anybody. I mostly sad down at a table with people I didn’t know, eating pasta and watching some youtube and checking social media. I was sullen most of the time during the start of the school year, until a boy named Kristopher Recile, walked towards me and exclaimed, “Hi I’m Kris, what’s your name”. I replied nicely, “my name is Nicholas” or what people used to call me “Nico”. We started to ask questions about each other. Like, what things we liked to do or if what sports we liked to play. The things that I find out that we had in common was playing video games and volleyball. He despised me for playing console because he played pc. But it was all good, we still hung out with each other. That’s until more people started to hung out with me and Kristopher. Those people I mentioned were Randall Laureles, Sebastian Jardin, and Emmanuel Dela Cruz. We all had the same things in common that me and Kristopher had together. We started hanging out during lunch, classes, and even after school. After a few