Personal Narrative: The Day I Went To Early High School

One accompaniment, joining into Early College High School, has effectively marked my transition into adulthood. From the day in eighth I held that brown envelope in my hands that read “CONGRATULATIONS” to now when I hold the weight of responsibility and expectation on my shoulders, I knew this was the transition. The days I visited for open house and meeting, I was trembling,scared; nervous. It was tearing apart my world taking this big step I wasn’t ready for, but I had gotten that far, so I held my breath and jumped. The day that school actually started, I wanted to toss in the rag, oh but mother didn’t let me. Everyone was so proud of me, and raised their expectation, which now is crushing me into the ground. I couldn’t quit, even though