Personal Narrative: My Team In Elementary School

As the bell rang, my friends and I ran out of the classroom, and we were so happy. We don’t need to stand there for so long and play drums, because we found an excuse to be out as usual. At this moment, the weather is cold, and we cannot see any light through the window at three o’clock. Maybe something bad will happen, but we have never thought about that.
When I was in elementary school, I joined the drum team in my elementary school. I was so excited, as expected at the beginning as all my friends, and I usually dreamt about performing at a large stage. That would be pride. However, my dream became less important because the long hours of team rehearsal. For three months, I had to stand there during free-class time playing and memorizing
While I was waiting, I looked around, and from the window, the sky became darker and darker as the cloud covered the last sunlight. I couldn’t breathe. In about twenty minutes, most parents were there. Then the head teacher started to talk about how seriously we did. She told in front of all these people: “she was the one who cheated teachers and brought her friends out of school. We teachers are responsible for your children’s safety in the school. But who is responsible for that once they are out? Jasmine, can you?” I was shocked. I did not think about that the teacher would blame me for all of this. Everyone in the office was staring at me, and my parents as well. I was ashamed, so ashamed that I wanted to hide, and I can’t stop my tears out. The teacher continued and talked to all of students: “I believed you because you are fifth grade. I thought you are old enough to distinguish right or wrong. But now, I am really disappointed at you guys.” We were still in elementary school, and we were so young to comfort ourselves in this situation. Most of the girls in our group began to sob like me. I did not remember how the conversation between teachers and parents stopped. The scene I still remember now is that we got out of the office silently, and every student walked with parents away in different directions. I did not know what would happen to them, but this was what happened to me. My parents and I got into the car and had remained silence for about five minutes. The time passed slowly, like as the time and air around me were freezing. Finally, the silence was broken at a waiting for a red