This is a story about a young girl. Her name is Jamison Young.
She is 13 years old, She has 1 sister, Jordan, a twin, and 1 brother, Kaylen, and she has just moved to Georgia and she is going to a brand new school.
Jamison picked out her outfit for school the next day. She picked a Purple long sleeve shirt, with a denim skirt, Neon pink leggings, and silver flats.
"MOM! I'm going to school! " jamison shouted.
"OK honey! Grab your lunch off the table! " Jamisons mother, Ann young, yelled.
Jamison grabbed her sack lunch off the table and ran to the bus stop. Once the bus arrived jamison walked to the back of the bus, and sat alone. "Look at her!" Lacey, the popular girl at school yelled.
_Jamisons point of veiw. _
Everybody looked back at me and stared, like I was a pile of mucus.
"Where did you get your clothes? Goodwill? " Laceys best friend, Paige yelled. Everyone laughed at me. In my face. I held my tears back. I watched everyone talk about me like I was nothing. Like I don't have feelings. Doesn't everyone have feelings?
I put my face in my hands. I thought hard about what I did. I cried in my hands. I was a big fool. Nobody liked me. But then again, nobody knew me.
When we arrived at school. Clearing middle school. I stared at the entrance. I walked in and saw the beautiful paintings. And then a teacher walked up to me with a big smile on her face. She wore a turquoise vest with a black pencil skirt with black flats. She had brunette hair. Her name was Mrs. Wayne.
"Hello Mrs. Young! How are you today?" Mrs. Wayne asked. "I.... I... I'm ok." I said with a soft voice.
"Well I will be finding you a tour manager. She or He will show you around the school. Of course we have to give you your schedule! Let's stop by the office first. " Mrs. Wayne said. We walked to the office where the principal and the nurse sat. "Hello Mr. Smith! This is our new student, Jamison Young. " Mrs. Wayne explained. "Well hello jamison, I am Mr. Smith and welcome to our school! If you have any issues you can come to my office. But here is what you guys came for. Your schedule." Mr. Smith said with a little bit of worry in his eyes.
Mrs. Wayne and I walked to my locker. 2047. She showed me how to unlock my locker and where I put my stuff. I set my two binders on the tiny shelf. I put my folders in a certain place in the back of my locker. Luckily, I have a top locker. Mrs. Wayne explained that I would come back to my locker after the the tour to grab one binder and two folders.
After we stopped by my locker we walked to the lunch room and she showed me where I eat breakfast. I don't eat breakfast though. Then we walked to a room that she calls HomeRoom. There were at least 18 other kids in here. They were all divided into 6 tables. I sat down at table 3, where 2 boys and 1 other girl sat.
"Haii! I'm kelly! " The one girl said. "Hi......... I'm Jamison." I said in a very shy voice. I looked to my side to see a boy staring at me. "Hi. Im cameron. " he said.
I smiled at him, and he smiled at me. The other boy's name was Chase. I smiled at chase, but he rolled his eyes. I looked around the room. It had a ton of posters about World War 2. Then I looked back and the HomeRoom teacher was standing in front of me with a dark facial at me. My body tenced up. I looked at him in the eyes. His name was Mr. Fernandez. He was wearing a white button down shirt and a blue tie. He had a pair of dressy black pants with black shoes. "Stand up and walk to the front of the class. " Mr. Fernandez said in a calm voice. "Introduce yourself please." My whole body went numb as everyone stared at me. I saw maybe 5 people laugh at me. Kelly smiled "C'mon jamie! you got it! " she shouted. My face turned as red as a tomatoe. "H.....Hi..... I'm jamison. Jamison Young. I... I.... I came from California. I am... 13 years old. " I said in a shakey voice. Alot of people laughed. "Stop it!!!!! Just stop it!!!!! Jamison is new to the school and all of you are treating her like dirt!!!!! Stop it!!!!! " Mr. Fernandez yelled. I walked to my seat. I sat there and put my head down. Kelly patted my back and asked Mr. Fernandez if she could take me to the bathroom.
Kelly walked me to the bathroom. "Hey.... its ok!!! " kelly said, trying to calm me down. "Here! Let's compare schedules! I will go first!" She yelped. "Ok... homeroom!: Fernandez. Tribe time:sewing class. First period: Math. Second period: Science. (Connections ) Third period: Computers. Forth period: PE (end of connections) fifth period: Reading and writing. And finally!!! DUN DUN DUUUUUN!!! Sixth period.... Social studies. " kelly explained to me.
"Awesome! I have the same exact schedule!! " I said with a bright smile on my face!
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At home.
Dear diary,
So today went ok.... I just joined Clearing Middle School. I sat alone on the bus... Got laughed at multiple times.... but on the bright side.... I met a friend. Shes very nice. Her name is kelly. We have the same exact schedule!
Love,
Me...... jamison.
authors note: haii!
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Jamison's Story
Gizem / GerilimYou will never guess where I have been in life. living in a hell, full of blood, and death. I am sure you'll understand at the end of my story. but for now, start reading. ------ copyright: if you copy of claim this book, your book could be deleted...
