Anne-Maria (Completed)

The Day Everything Changed

My morning started off like any other morning. I woke up at exactly 7:30 A.M, got ready, and left earlier than I had originally planned. On the way to school I decided to take the sidewalk that went through a mini-forest and ended at the school. I lived in a rural area and there were many trees. Everywhere you looked there was a group of trees, you would have believed that there were more trees than people living in this big city. There are honestly not a lot of people, but somehow there are a lot of children, but not enough for more than 5 schools. The middle school that I was enrolled in was located on the same campus as the elementary school. The rest of the schools were located more in the middle of the city, where more people lived, which made sense.

I walked a little further to an open gate, after passing through the one that led into the school. The other gate blocked off the middle school from the elementary school. I walked down the ramp to my eighth grade class, waving to my friends. I noticed everyone was in their P.E uniforms, and I remembered that I forgot my clothes. I had two choices after figuring that out, I could either get marked down, or wear loaners (Clothes that were loaned to you if you forgot your clothes).

"Hey, why aren't you dressed out?" My friend Addison asked me. I responded with a dirty look and asked if I could just borrow hers since she never really cared about her grade. It was the second week of school, and throughout the entire summer I never really contacted my friends, so I hadn't known if they changed or not. "What, No!" She said with an angry tone, "I have decided to care about school this year, I was the only one with a C in P.E last year, that can't happen again this year." I laughed and just decided to wear loaners for the day. The school bell rang and I was a little ticked off because I had forgotten to do math, and I braced myself for the harsh lecture I was going to have after class.

Math class was pretty easy, and since I usually did my homework all the time, the teacher believed that I was "in a rush" this morning, and that I "forgot my homework". My teacher is truly a fool. I walked out and started to feel bad that I technically lied to my teacher, and I instantly took my words back. My teacher wasn't a fool, he was smarter than me, and I just lied to him. Was I going to tell him that I was lying? NO! Why would I do that?

At nutrition break I started to feel a little dizzy and my eyesight was getting a little blurry. I decided to just ignore the feeling and get a little water from a nearby water fountain. I was usually dehydrated during the week so I was used to the feeling of being dizzy. I stumbled into the bathroom and noticed the long line of people. With my loaner P.E clothes in my hand, I exited and decided to just change during the 5 minutes my teacher usually gave me in the beginning of class. After Nutrition break I joined the line with all of the other students in the 3rd period class. "Hey Anne, how are you? Why didn't you change?" Kevin was always worried about me. Kevin was a few months older than me and people would probably believe we were siblings if they didn't know us personally. "Kevin, why don't you call me Maria?" I asked him, resting my head on the bumpy wall. He laughed and said, "Anne is a beautiful name." I cracked up because he sounded even more Asian then he usually does. He slapped my head and then apologized, thinking the teacher who passed by noticed. I elbowed him in the ribs after the teacher was out of sight. Our P.E teacher walked past us, telling the loud group of immature children to be quiet. She opened the door quickly and let us in, telling the people she knew better than others hello, and smiling at the others. Me and Kevin took our seat next to each other because there was no seating chart. Everyone else sat with their friends and quickly claimed their seats and desk on the first day we had Health/P.E. The eighth graders seemed more protective over "their" seats, getting angry when someone else decided to sit in them. Knowing the students who did so, the P.E/Health teacher, Mrs. Hawkins, teased them.

It was time to go out and run our laps. We were going to start playing soccer for the next two weeks. The first week is usually just practicing some key rules and parts in the sport. For example, we went out of the classroom to the track and field, expecting to practice kicking the small, worn out, round ball. We didn't exactly have the best of the sports equipment in our school, because the middle school uses their own funds to buy such things. Our school is more on the richer, more rural side of town, but our middle school wouldn't really prove that, well the outside wouldn't. To be proven to that our school is more of a rich, "high class" one, you would need to enter the school's classrooms, or lunchroom.

Kevin and I were keeping a nice steady pace while running, we were running in sync. We are famous for that. I started to slow down and lose pace, Kevin must of seemed shock to realize I wasn't exactly next to him, but a few steps behind. I was panting and was surprised myself. I had never slowed down and lost pace before that morning. I started feeling even more dizzy, but I pushed through the feeling and caught up with Kevin. After the two laps, we sat on the freshly cut, green grass. He opened his water bottle and signaled for me to have some, I gladly took it and gulped half of it down.

Once everyone was finished running, we began to stretch, and that wasn't exactly helping my dizziness either. I didn't know what was going on with me, so I started to get a little bit uneasy. Kevin stomped on my foot and I snapped back into reality. We were done with stretching and it was time to do our sit-ups and Push ups. Kevin and I were the best in the entire class, and zoomed through our 20 sit ups and 10 push ups. We kicked one of the better looking soccer balls around until it was time to start practicing for real with each other. We moved to the area on our field where no one really went. Everyone preferred to be crowded together more towards our basketball courts.

Kevin kicked the ball away from me by accident and I had to run to the fence that blocked the elementary's school playground from our P.E area. My eyesight began to grow blurry again, and I slowed down, worried about myself. I thought once again that I must have been dangerously dehydrated. I stopped chasing after the ball and I began to turn to the teacher's direction. My eyesight began to fade away and I heard someone faintly scream out my name and a warning. I stopped moving and tried to spot the person who yelled at me, but I was hit on the head and I couldn't remember anything after that, except waking up.

Everyone was surrounding me like I was the most important person in the school, and if they lost me, they lost everything. Kevin rushed up and waved his hand over my face. I rubbed my head and noticed blood. My eyesight was back, but I felt absolutely nothing, no pain, nothing. I sat up and nobody did anything. I turned around and saw myself, laying there, unconscious.