Personal Narrative: My Day At George Washington High School
My bag swings on my shoulder as I run towards the school doors, attempting not to be noticed. Pretending not to care as people fall silent while I run past, my auburn hair flowing in the wind behind me. “Hey!” “Jasmine!” “What went down last night?” “I heard that the police came to your house.” I listen to the miscellaneous shouts of the crowd as my heartbeat slows like a bass drum in a ballad. Someone takes hold of my hand and pulls me to face them. It’s Maya, quite literally, the most popular girl in the 9th grade here at George Washington High School.
“Jasmine, I hope you don’t mind, but all of us heard something happened, and that you had something to do with it. We would all like to know about the …show more content…
There is a note from Mom sitting there. It said:
Jasmine, I went to work early today. Your father needed my help trying to kickstart the new program. Just finish your homework and get a snack. You can go on Tumblr if you want. Don’t bother Leah and Chris. Love, Mom.
I sit down at the counter with my homework. My pile of folders and assignments take up the entire counter. I begin to do math, when I realize that I need my protractor. Leah had borrowed it previously because she needed it for Geometry.
I sigh, extricate myself from my chair, and slowly trudge up the stairs to Leah and Chris’ room.
As I open the door, the scent of gross, dirty laundry slaps me across the face. I stumble back to take a breath of fresh air.
When I recover, I speed Into their room holding my breath. I open the drawers in Leah’s desk and rummage around a bit, to try and find my protractor.
I remove my hands and find a post-it stuck to my right hand. I peel it off to read:
10 Jefferson Drive, there’s an abandoned lot back there. I told her to go there, or else. Glass shards to cut hands, or knife? Glass is maybe less suspicious, make Julie say she was cut on broken glass in an accident at
“Jasmine, I hope you don’t mind, but all of us heard something happened, and that you had something to do with it. We would all like to know about the …show more content…
There is a note from Mom sitting there. It said:
Jasmine, I went to work early today. Your father needed my help trying to kickstart the new program. Just finish your homework and get a snack. You can go on Tumblr if you want. Don’t bother Leah and Chris. Love, Mom.
I sit down at the counter with my homework. My pile of folders and assignments take up the entire counter. I begin to do math, when I realize that I need my protractor. Leah had borrowed it previously because she needed it for Geometry.
I sigh, extricate myself from my chair, and slowly trudge up the stairs to Leah and Chris’ room.
As I open the door, the scent of gross, dirty laundry slaps me across the face. I stumble back to take a breath of fresh air.
When I recover, I speed Into their room holding my breath. I open the drawers in Leah’s desk and rummage around a bit, to try and find my protractor.
I remove my hands and find a post-it stuck to my right hand. I peel it off to read:
10 Jefferson Drive, there’s an abandoned lot back there. I told her to go there, or else. Glass shards to cut hands, or knife? Glass is maybe less suspicious, make Julie say she was cut on broken glass in an accident at