my first day of high scholl was very exciting and disapointing because.hsbvjsfkjvbbgkdbbgsdjgfvvifbdgbdg;oeovtboevytovn.oew9vby9beg9v9sybecnneb9terjmvrnycowuvtcsbhfbe.fdhiufdbsgidbsjbigvjsbvcbsivsbivsbsks.sdhoshiovbsdbvisbkvsvbksbvosdlbvsjvnsdknsdnlvsdlnlsdnsdsd.sdosbhbsdknbsbndsjlbsdlbbgr ebiv‚ fnd.vkkbicblbiixhfdibfhii.jfjbvoisnjckknfnjvnlsnjcjxmvcjuifn;lkdnfo;vlkflsbiidkjbkf.bdjbidibdibndbbvjddbnkdibinvbib ubibvi‚nbidbikn.hbviyvbidikbvibdhvibidbviidbvibdjibvikisbibvjbushdbvjkd.vuhdbivkoiidivdb
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releasing my classmates and I from our first day of kindergarten. As I step outside the front doors‚ I see the long line of buses‚ which seems to infinitely extend into the distance. “Six”‚ I said to myself over and over‚ “find bus number six.” After walking for what I felt like eternity‚ I finally arrived at my bus. I managed to draw final breath of the heavy emission-polluted air as I looked up at the threatening yellow vehicle which towered over me. “God‚ this sucks” I thought to myself. “I don’t
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I felt a funeral in my brain ( Literary Analysis by Arya Alborzi Pour ) Form : This poem is consisted of five quatrains . Rhyme Pattern : It follows the sequence of - a b c b d e f e g h I h j k l k m n o p - An extended visual-Imagery can be found throughout this poem due to the fact that a funeral service can be pictured in mind while reading this poem. I felt a funeral in my brain‚ And mourners‚ to and fro‚ Kept treading‚ treading‚ till it seemed That sense was
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last thing I want to be doing right now is walking down my driveway in the cold at 7 am. My breath is swirling in circles in front of me. The wind gently blowing against me and sends shivers throughout my body. The fresh dew on the grass was shimmering under the morning sunlight. The smell was fresh and crisp and smelled comforting to me. My mom peering down on me to make sure I was safe at the bottom of the driveway‚ her eyes never leaving my sight. I rolled my eyes because even though I was old enough
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The Day I broke my ankle Several years ago‚ I fell down the stairs and broke my ankle. I had never broken a bone before or been to the emergency room. It was a very scary and painful experience. I will never forget it and hope I never have another experience like it. This is how it happened. I went out the door of my house and was on my way to work. There is a walkway and a short stairway with four or five steps between my door and the sidewalk. I remember that I was wearing a new pair
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Dickinson’s “I Felt a Funeral‚ in my Brain‚” as both poems deal with the morose matter of mental illness. By thoroughly examining these poems‚ it is clear that they reveal underlying themes of immense pain and suffering‚ as evidenced by the literary tools of enjambment and end stop‚ along with various melancholy symbols and images. In order to convey such incredible torment and despair‚ Plath utilizes the highly effective tools of enjambment and end stop. In “Lady Lazarus‚”
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forward or backward. I had a special encounter that helped me thought my life as a student to always carry on. That particular encounter that I had was the first day of kindergarten. Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of attending school. Although the first day of school was daunting‚ it brings wonderful memories to me. On that first day of school‚ I woke up very early in the morning with so much anticipation. I slowly sat on my bed fully awake and wondering what the day ahead was going to
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Turning my face to a nearby window‚ I began to watch the dance performed by the raindrops. I took a momentary distraction from this image by picking back up my 4B charcoal pencil and skilfully tracing over a faint pattern. I put my pencil aside and spotted the weather outside. I was sorry for the people outdoor who were not allowed inside‚ regarding ‚ once‚ I was stuck external‚ too. I had only very recently found comfort in this classroom ; in this comforting place I call my refuge. Thanks to
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It was four weeks before my graduation‚ the day that my swimming test was appointed. I arrived at BMS Pool feeling really nervous; my heart picked up speed and I could feel my palms cold and sweaty. My aunt Jannel accompanied me because I could not imagine going there by myself. When we walked in‚ I saw no one was in the front desk‚ but across from the desk I could see the swimming pool‚ and my ears were greeted by splashes and squeals from a bunch of little kids taking a swimming lesson. They seemed
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The outsider There are few times in my life when I constantly felt like an outsider. Many of these were in a time in my life when I was going through a lot along with you never fitting in. When you’re new to a school or you’re not like everyone else it can really put a damper on whether or not you may fit in. At a young age I was taught that you can’t please everyone and this is very true in the world we live in. This makes everything harder the older an individual gets because it seems no matter
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