The journal of the beginning
Teacher: Get out a notebook and a pencil and start writing about your summer and your first day at Beachfurd High school. And begin!
-I’m a new student at Beachfurd High school. I moved here over the summer for reasons.. I’m not comfortable with writing. I’d rather draw my expression like i did in my other state. I’m not having quite the best first day I could have… My bus was late this morning, it smelt really bad like pigs eating onions, then I tripped getting off. I’m not accustomed to being in such a large school either, I got lost looking for this class. It’s not even 8:00 AM yet and I’m already off to a horrible start. I’m currently in first period English with Miss Merrygold. She seems really nice but my peers all gave me weird looks when I walked into class today. I overhead a few of the girls in the far corner laugh a little at my hair, yes its very dark black but i didn’t dye it..black..only a pink and purple stripes. No one seems friendly yet. Hopefully i can find someone to sit with at lunch and not be such a loner.-
Flower Teacher: Don’t forget to write your name!!!!!!
-my name… Amber Victora-
