Personal Narrative: A Day At Greek High School

As the wind blew and the rain fell, the morning’s daylight could hardly be seen. The dark clouds covered the sunny blue fall sky. Rain crashed against the hospital windows. A women, Joi Anthony, and her husband, Demetri, wait upon the birth of their child. As they wait, Joi begins to feel anxious and sick. As her condition worsens and her contractions deepen, the doctors decide to perform an emergency C-section. As the doctors began to reach the awaiting child in it’s mother's womb, they realized something was restraining the child. It wasn’t until they actually began attempting removing the child that they realized the umbilical cord was entangled around the child's neck. The doctor quickly cut the cord from the child’s neck but it still laid unconscious. The rain had suddenly stopped, but no one noticed. After a moment of silence the room turned into a panic area. The mother lie there curious and confused for her newborn with her husband by her side. Many doctors gather around the baby and
The school was named Greek High School. The name seemed a little generic since the island was off the coast of Greece. Justin had graduated two years ago and Jason graduated before that summer. So, I had to start school without having my brothers close if I needed them. This school operated differently than schools in America. They had sports that were more exciting like sword fighting, archery, horseback archery, martial arts, and horseback riding. Before the bell rang for the exciting first day of school, my friend Hailey went to grab someone. For the first time in a while there was someone new on the island. His name was Malik and he would be attending the same school as Hailey and I. I was introduced to him by Hailey. When I saw him from afar I was annoyed. I had recognized him as the kid who had been yelling with his brother for an hour. As he got closer I began to notice his physical