Firtsday

First Day Nightmare

It was about half way into fourth grade when my parents dropped the humongous atomic bomb on me, and told me that I would be transferring to another school. At that moment, I felt the entire world fell on top of me and guess what, I couldn’t do a thing about it. My parents had already made their choice and now I had to deal with the consequences. I was leaving my closefriends and my protective mother behind for a school where I would be a stranger, and no one would step up for me but me.
Now, this is where the real nightmare started and all hell broke loose. As my first day began, I walked into my new school. It was a bit smaller than my previous school but it looked good. As I walked down the hall I noticed the entire school was made of wood, so the first thingthat popped into my mind was fire. I don’t know why, but I had the feeling that this school wasn’t for me; I thought that at any moment a small fire could turn into a big fireball and burn my ass. As I kept walking, everything started turning green and colorful. To my surprise, not only the school was made of wood but it had trees everywhere. While walking I felt like a newborn, I had no ideawhere I was, I knew nobody, except for a girl which I wish I didn’t know at all. To tell you the truth I had no idea of what I was doing. Many thoughts came to my mind as I walked down the hall to class; what would my teacher be like? Would I be able to make friends? Would I be able to adapt easily to this new school? I reached the front door of my class and surprisingly it was locked. My mom haddropped me off too early and the teacher had not arrived yet. Later, students started to show up. I can still remember the first three students that I saw at my new school. The first one was a fat looking kid with pointy hair and a big smile, he was a bit terrifying. The second one was an Asian, or at least I thought he was. The third student that I met was as small as a midget with brown curlyhair.
The teacher finally arrived along with the rest of the students, and she opened the classroom which was big, colorful and very bright. The next moment all 27 kids were aligned against the wall as if we were going to be shot by the teacher. I was freaking out until someone came. It was a girl with a weird looking eye that I had met a few days before. The first time I saw this girl was duringsummer when my mom and I were buying school supplies. As I stood next to my mom, this little girl started staring at me without blinking. She had this type of crazy look which made me feel that I had done something wrong. It seemed like if I moved she would follow me with her eyes, as if I was the prey and she was the hunter. Five minutes passed and she was still looking at me, it was weird and Ifelt uncomfortable. Finally she left and everything returned to normal. My mom then bought my uniforms, my books and the rest of my supplies. The worst thing I saw on my first day at my new school was that girl, and she was unfortunately one of my new classmates.
While standing against the wall, I saw the desks arranged in pairs; I didn’t care at all who I sat with as long it wasn’t that freakygirl. The teacher appeared to be very old with lots of wrinkles and white hair. She seemed a bit freaky as well. She had this evil smile that didn’t look good at all. Next, she started calling out names and assigning seats. The list got shorter and I got worried because both the girl and I were still standing up. Indeed, both that girl and I were paired. I was trying to make new friends. I triedtalking to the freaky girl that sat next to me, but she was rude. She really never gave me a chance to be her friend. She was very antisocial.
The day went on as we introduced ourselves to everyone else. We had some classes and finally recess came. The bell rang; everyone got up, and rushed the door trying to buy food. However, I had a delicious sandwich and my orange juice from home, so I...