Well I came on a Sunday. All my things were packed the last thing I saw was the gate shuting behind the car. At the door I saw a middle age woman walking in a very funny and strange way at first I thought she was the house mistress till a very strict mean woman came into the hall to inspect my bag for any smuggles (candy electronic devices and others).
She sent for two gils to help with my bags when she stopped and turned to me and my mom and said ina cheerful ton " hello I almost forgot my name Is mrs regina I am your house mistress I will be back with some students to help with your luggage". She came back with two girls who looked to be in ninth grade or eight. At the door of the hostel I said good bye to my mom dad and brothers and made my way in.
My room was filled with some of my class mates others were in eigth grade. I was surrounded immediately as I was arranging my locker a girl named emma helped me she was very nice for a senior ivaldo met a girl named chekwube she was quite interesting.
A bell soon rang anaoucing prep to be honest I had never heard of the word prep ever until then I asked a fair girl tobi what prep was she explained it was a place were we read and do homework I thought I didn't need to do prep since I had read and done all my homework but she said it was a must for everyone. Just great I sat there for TWO GOOD HOURS doing what you may ask reading my biology note for no reason after ivread it three times at home. Anyways I took a shower and went to bed.
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boarding memories
Non-Fictionthese are true life experiences I had in the hostel I loved my time sadly I was drawn out i can't mention some names so anyways enjoy
