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First Day at School

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First Day at School I sat uncomfortably in the back seat with a stony expression set hard on my face. Surrounded by my childhood possessions that travelled everywhere with me; my bear, my blanket and my christening bangle, I could escape reality for a while - with them I wasn't on the way to a new school where I knew no-one - they were my protection from the harsh actuality of the real world. As the school loomed ever nearer in the dark, ominous mist of the frosty December morning, I became overwrought with nerves, shivering with apprehension, filled with dread. I tugged my coat on silently as I prepared to leave the car; I opened the door lethargically and mustered all my might to drag myself up from the safe haven I had created around me. Anxiety set in as I approached the school gates, which were rusty and falling off their hinges, and my stomach plummeted to the floor as though I had swallowed a ton. "Oww!" I exclaimed as a herd of stampeding children bustled past me in an excited rush, sending me colliding into a menacing sixth-former with formidable-looking earrings dangling from her over-sized ears. ...read more.


A deafening shout startled me as I took a hasty left turn into an empty room. I didn't dare to peer out of the doorway to face whoever had made the alarming sound, so I sat down on a rickety old chair and skimmed through my reading book. The shouting got louder, and now more voices had joined in. They were coming ever nearer, and my muscles were tensing with every decibel that the noise increased by, I was silently willing them to disappear... BANG! The door slammed open and pupils came streaming in, barging others aside as they knocked over tables and chairs. I contemplated how entering a classroom could be made into a riot by just a few rowdy kids, when something sharp jabbed me in the back. "Who are you?" snarled a burly red-haired boy, salivating all over my face in the process. He stared at me like I was a piece of dirt on his shoe, something that shouldn't even be allowed to enter the same room as him. I looked around to find sympathy, but my weak smiles were met with a bevy of cold, cruel, calculating faces, scrutinising my every move with their harsh expressions. ...read more.


I looked on in distress as I saw a barely visible head get squashed between the wall and the mob, when something jolted into the small of my back, bringing with it immense pain. I was in sheer agony as I ran to the nearest toilet facilities, howling in pain as tears cascaded down my face like waterfalls. After staying in the cubicle for a short while, unable to move, I managed to get up and find a mirror, clouded over with grease and grime, the kind that had probably never been cleaned in its existence. As I peered through the thick film stuck on the glass, my distorted image squinted back at me. I wiped a section of the mirror with the sleeve of my clean, pristine jumper, and suddenly my reflection, among other things, became much clearer. As I took a retrospective glance on the day I had experienced, I realised that I had a clean slate - a fresh new start - and I could make whatever impression I wanted with it. This was no time to be apathetic, I mused, I would not let myself be neglected and overlooked - I was going to make my mark, and the school had no idea what was about to hit it! ...read more.

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