Personal Narrative: A Day In Elementary School
I don't remember much from Elementary School, but I do remember some things. Like how I almost lost a friend because she thought that I told on her. The entire thing happened in fourth grade. We were very dramatic about the whole situation. Well what fourth grader isn't dramatic about things? Most people are at that age.
It all happened at H.W. Good Elementary School, in the fourth grade hallway. My friend Devon and I were walking down the hallway coming back from the office. We were taking something there for a teacher. Devon was a very hyper and active kid and she still is. She would always do cartwheels and backflips and all that jazz. In the hallway we were walking in, there were classrooms all down the hall. Kids in fourth grade do …show more content…
So, I did a cartwheel like she said. Then after doing the last cartwheel, I fell right on my face. Devon ran away into her classroom like nothing happened. She didn't even tell the teacher! I was absolutely infuriated. So many things were going through my head. Did she run to get me some help? Is someone coming to get me? At some point all I saw was blood and then I just blacked out completely.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the light. I thought that I was dead. I was actually just in the hospital because of how hard i fell. I didn't know how I got there or who got me some help. The next thought that i had was if I was okay. My mom was sitting next to me and kept asking how I was feeling. I told her I felt fine but my head just hurt. She told me the doctor said I have a concussion, but i'll be okay.
When i went back to school, Devon was mad at me. I didn't really know why, but I asked her. She kept accusing me of telling on her for doing cartwheels in the hallway. I kept denying, but in reality i actually did. I mean, who wouldn't tell? She started doing them, then asked me to do one, I did one, and I fell on my face. I mostly told on her because she didn't get me help. That day, I thought I lost a friend. We just stopped talking for a while and once we got to middle school, our lockers were right next to each other. We started talking again and now we are friends to this
It all happened at H.W. Good Elementary School, in the fourth grade hallway. My friend Devon and I were walking down the hallway coming back from the office. We were taking something there for a teacher. Devon was a very hyper and active kid and she still is. She would always do cartwheels and backflips and all that jazz. In the hallway we were walking in, there were classrooms all down the hall. Kids in fourth grade do …show more content…
So, I did a cartwheel like she said. Then after doing the last cartwheel, I fell right on my face. Devon ran away into her classroom like nothing happened. She didn't even tell the teacher! I was absolutely infuriated. So many things were going through my head. Did she run to get me some help? Is someone coming to get me? At some point all I saw was blood and then I just blacked out completely.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the light. I thought that I was dead. I was actually just in the hospital because of how hard i fell. I didn't know how I got there or who got me some help. The next thought that i had was if I was okay. My mom was sitting next to me and kept asking how I was feeling. I told her I felt fine but my head just hurt. She told me the doctor said I have a concussion, but i'll be okay.
When i went back to school, Devon was mad at me. I didn't really know why, but I asked her. She kept accusing me of telling on her for doing cartwheels in the hallway. I kept denying, but in reality i actually did. I mean, who wouldn't tell? She started doing them, then asked me to do one, I did one, and I fell on my face. I mostly told on her because she didn't get me help. That day, I thought I lost a friend. We just stopped talking for a while and once we got to middle school, our lockers were right next to each other. We started talking again and now we are friends to this