“Wake up you’re gonna be late!” she said as I rolled out of my bed and into the clothes I left out from last night. I was tired, but very excited. It was the first day, and after so long I was eager to go back. I combed my hair, brushed my teeth, and put some deodorant on. “They are here!”she said.
“I’m coming,” I screamed back. I ran down stairs, chugged down a glass of orange juice, folded up my waffle, and took it with me in the car.
“Hey, Mateo and Marcos!” I said as I opened the car door. I jumped in, slamed the door shut, and we took off. Mateo was in fifth grade and his brother Marcos in third, but I was the oldest of our car pool. I was in ninth grade this year. It always took about thirty minutes to get there, so we would always play games in the car. My favorite was sweet and salty. We would say hi to people outside the car as we drove by. If they said hi back they were sweet, and if they didn’t they were salty. Although Mateo’s mom didn’t like that game, we still played it all the time.
As we arrived, all three of us were ready to jump out as we pull up to the curb. “I’ll see you guys at 2:30!,” Mateo’s mom said as she drove away. I said goodbye to Mateo and Marcos as they left to their groups. It was cold in the mornings, and I had to walk across the soccer field to get to my group. Although the walk was long, I enjoyed seeing the sun crawl over the hills behind the school in the morning.
When I got there, I left my school bag and water bottle in the room my group was in, and lined up for attendance outside. It’s been so long since I had seen everyone. Everyone looks older and some of the guys already have facial hair, but I was so excited to see them that I didn’t pay much attention to how they looked. We all sat and talked while we listened to our school meeting. Once we finished singing the national anthem all together, we all started heading back to our rooms.
My group sat in our room for about ten min until Ms. Nuria showed up. God, was she the worst. She taught social studies, and all she would do is talk all class and give us so much homework. It was terrible. Although I didn’t like her, I had lunch to look forward to and hanging out with friends. It took forever for the class to end. It seemed like everytime i looked at the clock only a minute had gone by. Finally the bell rings and I get to leave for lunch. I meet up with my friend Andres, but he’s too busy doing homework from math class. Andres said that he had a soccer game later and wanted to finish as much as he could during lunch. I decide to go find Tony, but he’s with Dean doing Spanish homework too. I had no one else to go to, so I decided to sit down and do some of my social studies homework. That’s when it all hit me. I was in highschool and wasn’t a kid anymore. I would start to have more responsibilities and less free time.
I sat down at thought about it every way possible, but it always came back to me having to grow up. I missed being young and having no responsibilities. All I ever had to worry about was what I was going to eat, who I was going to play with, and when I got extra TV time. I soon realized I had spent my last couple of summer days as a kid, and had started to become a young adult.
A few hours later school was over and I met up with Mateo and Marcos to get picked up. We exchanged stories about our first day and compared who’s was better. When Mateo’s mom arrived, we all got in the car, tired and unhappy that school had started. I looked over at both Mateo and Marcos and said, “I know school boring, but enjoy it while it’s easy. Once you get older you’ll wish you could go back at least for one day.”
And the summer was over!
This paper was about how I wished I could be a child again and not have to worry about school and responsibilities. This was one of my first writing assignments and this shows the starting point for my writing abilities. I wrote this in a very straight forward way, but since then I’ve explored more creative writing as well as analytical writing to further enhance my writing skills.