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Narrative essay
Anthony Santos

September 18, 2013

Narrative Essay

Professor Wang
Unfamiliar Territory

I recall the nerves, sweat, and some tears of my first day of public school in an unfamiliar environment. I was vulnerable and invisible to all the chaos occurring in my peripheral vision. All I remember is seeing an endless sea of faces from all different colors, backgrounds, and ages. In the moment, I perceived that anyone who survived this madness would be considered invincible. This experience was astounding and life-changing because I learned how to interact with countless of different individuals, manage my time much more wisely, and how to overcome peer pressure.
As I entered the school with my cousin on a dark and gloomy Monday morning, my nerves kicked in. I could not yet sink in the idea that I was in public school. Dressed to impress in a classy black Armani Exchange shirt and blue Calvin Klein jeans, I was ready to conquer anything that the day was going to throw at me. When the bell went off at seven thirty everything changed! Chaos emerged, and everybody began yelling and running trying to get to class. Not knowing anyone besides my clueless cousin, began scrambling for direction before that obnoxious bell rang.

Further along in the day, I met my first friend. Joshua had dark black curly hair, which was neatly slicked back to perfection along with a pearl white long sleeve dress shirt with black dress pants. Not only was it my first day but his as well. My nerves finally started to settle down! It was such a relief to be able to meet someone out of the thousands of bodies that this school produced. As class began, having met one friend to boost my confidence I began talking to other people. I realized that public school had a ton of personalities!
Just when I thought everything was calm and comfortable, the bell rang for lunch. I did not know what to expect, and even where the lunch room was located. Once again people began scrambling, and

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