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Lord Of The Flies Narrative Essay

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Lord of the Flies Narrative Finally, I am finished with middle school. Anxiously thinking about the first day of high school, I knew that it would be hectic and wild, but I was ecstatic. Of course, the night before I could not sleep. I lay awake dreaming about how my first day at John Paul II will go. How will it be meeting new people and seeing old friends from last year? Will high school be hard? Will I get lost? I kept thinking about the unknown and worst possible outcomes. My first day of high school was unexpected. Volleyball season had started, and that means six o’clock practices bright and early. Practice was two hours long before school. I could feel the anxiety in the gym that day; everyone was nervous, thinking about what was to come. We did not play the best that day, to say the least. We kept seeing people walking past the gym, wishing they were anywhere else. The whole team was waiting for the clock to read eight so we could rush upstairs to change. At last, Coach let us take down the nets and go get ready. Our excitement led us to break record time taking down the nets. I ran upstairs as fast as I could, panting and wheezing the entire way. Once I reached our locker room, I did not hesitate. I jumped into the shower. The freezing water made me recoil as it touched my skin. I rushed through my daily shower routine. When finished, I tied my damp, tangled hair up in the warm, soft towel. The second I walked into the locker room, I got a multitude of sweet,

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