Essay about Personal Narrative: My First Time In High School

“Team on 3… 1, 2, 3… Team!! ” As the whistle blew I lead the team towards the net to shake hands because the game was about to start. This was the time. This was the moment. Everyone cheering. I can’t mess up. I just can’t. The game has begun. And since we got the first serve I had to serve first. never liked playing in Chilton High School’s gym, it was just small and crowded. Come on Kierra you have to get this over. You have to! I thought to myself as I walk towards the serving line. The ref threw me the ball. I hadn’t been feeling the best lately but I didn’t want to tell anyone because i really needed to play in tonight’s game.

Today’s the big game. Only 2 tedious hours of school and I could go home and lay in my queen size bed with my body sized pillow because today was just not my day. As i walk into Mr. Schwantes class I see an egg, a cup filled with water, and toilet paper roll. I know right then and there we are doing a really fun activity. Mr. Schwantes was always a fun teacher. He was very helpful as well. I could always count on him to cheer me up. I take a seat and read the board and do what it says. “Good morning boys and girls!! ” Mr. Schwantes says as he walks in the room,“We will be doing an experiment today.

Please move all of your stuff to the back counter when you are done with your blog. ” As i stand up to go put my folder and notebook on the back counter I start feeling a little light headed. What was wrong with me? My stomach aches and i’m really dizzy. After standing there for about 20 seconds i feel fine again. I place my items on the back counter and take my seat, I just couldn’t get the fact that the big game was tonight and i didn’t feel good out of my head. “Are you okay Kierra,” Mr. Schwantes asks, “You look a little sick. ” “Yeah i’m fine, Thanks for asking. ” “Okay let me know if you need anything.

I really didn’t feel good but i didn’t want to make a scene or anything. So I will just keep it on the down low and wait until i go home to decide what i’m going to do. Only 1 more hour left of school and i could go. I would meet my mom right in the spot we always meet by the tree and stop sign. After this i will be able to go home for an 1 hour before the big game. I need to just get some rest i think, and i will be fine. Right? Beeeeeep!! Omg this couldn’t be…. the bell… Did it just ring? Home…. I get to go home!!! I walk back to my locker and grab my things as if i was the last day of school or something.

As I start walking out of the school i see my coach Jenn. “Are you ready? ” “Yes ma’am, I was born ready! ” I lied as i walk out the door to meet my mom. For some reason my wasnt in the spot where we always meet. So i look around and try to spot her out. Why wasnt she here? We always meet here after school at 3:10. After 5 minuets of waiting i just decide to walk home because i needed to rest before the big game that was tonight at 5:15. Our volleyball team usually stay after school for the 7th grade game but they didn’t have one because they were at camp.

When i walk in the door i set my backpack on the couch and grab my phone. It was already 3:20 by the time i got home. Ringgggg Ringggg… Hey this is Heather please leave a message and i will try and call you back when i have time, thank you and have a nice day. Are you kidding me mom you can’t even pick up your phone!!! That’s why you have one!!! “Tonight is our night girls. We are going to fight through every point. So let’s get out there and win this game! Okay? ” “Okay!!!! ” “Team on 3… 1,2,3… Team! ” As the whistle blew I lead the team towards the net to shake hands as the game was about to start.

This was the time. This was the moment. Everyone cheering. I can’t mess up. I just can’t. The game has begun. And since we got the first serve I had to serve first. Tweet. The sound of the whistle as i serve the ball over the net and onto the other side of the gym. OMG what is happening? My stomach… It feels like someone is stabbing me and twisting the knife around. “Coach… Please take me out. ” “Kierra what’s wrong? ” Jenn questioned, “Sub!! Mikayla go in for Kierra” “Jenn something is wrong, My stomach hurts badly! ” “Would you like me to get your mother? “Yes, Yes please” “Heather!! Something is wrong with Kierra, She says her stomach hurts really bad. ” “Honey are you okay? , Let’s go to the hospital. ”

My mom grabs my hand and puts it over her shoulder. This makes it hurt more. But i need to just fight through for a couple of minutes. As I walk into the hospital the sound of nurses buzzing around helping their patients. “Could we get a nurse for my daughter? ” As they set me on the bed layout, all i hear are nurses calling things out i never heard before. So Ilay there still and cold waiting for the doctors