When I finally came home from the school library, the sun began to sink behind the horizon and the street lights began to flash. I spent too much time on my research paper, and now I have to make sure I go home in a hurry. I remember I made it fast pace by calculating my steps 1-2-3-4, 1-2-3-4 which is a trick I got from my neighbor's girl .
Gisela Lopez S. Nylander English 1A story August 26, 2012 The most memorable day in my life was September 4, 1995 in Chicago, Illinois. I woke up with an alarm clock at 6 am. The first day of high school finally came. I am very excited, but I am more nervous. I got up and ready, and I was heading for the bus stop. The only thing I can think about is the story I heard about high school and all the sneaky teachers.
The unforgettable day varies from person to person. The unforgettable day was the day when I first went to school. In short, the first day at my school was an unforgettable day in my life. There are lots of sweet memories this day. I do not remember the day when I first attended school for repair. However, I clearly remember the memories of the day. When I attended school, I was six years old. My mother suggested that I need to enter school someday. She said I would go to school the next day. I am very happy to hear this wonderful news. My school education news made me very excited. For many days, I was thinking about my new school, teacher, and classmate. I am very excited because my dream will come true. To be honest, I can not even sleep. The next morning will be the first day of school. Mother got up early in the morning. She washes thoroughly, combed her hair and put on new clothes.