One Day Creative Writing

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Creative writing Waking up that day seems just as normal as the rest. Doing the same routine to get ready for school, driving there, and sitting in class for several hours wanting to beat your head into a wall because of how boring some of the teachers make it. Although that's beside the point of this story. I'm here to explain the significance of that day. That day changed my life forever. I had been complaining to my mom about aching bones and a killer headache for the past few weeks, she kinda brushed it off and told me to take some advil, i don't blame her, i complain about everything. This morning was different though. I woke up feeling like the weight of the world was sitting on every bone in my body. I tried to shrug it off and get out of bed, immediately falling to the floor when I suddenly became very dizzy. My vision went blurry and i couldn't make out the details of the lamp on my bedside table anymore. I shouted across my house to get my mom's attention to let her know the pain i was feeling. She thought it was best to stay home from school that day which I was totally okay with, but this never happened. With my mom on the phone calling the doctor’s office to get me and appointment. We got a appointment fairly quickly and went to the doctor …show more content…

Your different then everyone here and to a group of witches and worlockes different isnt something they are used too.” okay i thought, i can do this. “Okay.” he opened the door gestured me to walk in before him. He closed the door and walked past me, not knowing what i was suposed to do or say i just stood still. “Come on, there is some poeple i want you to meet” i walked toward him while admireing the interior just as much as the exterior. I followed him through a few hallways and doors until we reached a kitchen which had people in it of all different

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