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Memoir of Sixth Grade
As I got off the big, yellow school bus, I walked through the bright, double red doors, just to find the butterflies that have been hiding in my stomach. There were so many students going to homeroom, that I was panicking the second I walked in. I needed help. I found my friends, and they pointed me in the direction I needed to go. One of my friends was even in my homeroom, so we walked together, trying to find our way to room A107. After that, I found my way to my locker. I was having issues with my locker, so I asked my new friend Elisa to help me. She opened it and in response, I replied “Thanks!” I also had some trouble getting to the B-Wing gym. Even though I could not open my locker, I opened my gym locker on the first try. I even helped other girls with their gym locker. I then had tech class. I thought that i was definitely going to get lost going there. However, it wasn’t because it was in B-Wing. When I first got my schedule, I had B106, with Mr. Batewell, but now I have Mr. Krauss, in room B111. And guess what? I didn’t get lost! I was the third person there. I was so surprised when I got there on time. I was positive I would be late. Next, I had lunch. I found a table and called all my friends over. All together we have nine people at our lunch table, including me. My friend Kristen switched lunch room, so she makes it ten. I am so happy that she switched, and of course, so was she. She had nobody to talk to. Everyone was in room B108, eating lunch with me. Then, I found my friends Katie and Rebecca to walk with me to LAS. My teacher’s name is Ms. Whang. The concept of this class is to make our reading and writing more advanced. I also had seventh period with Mr. Murphy. He is my science teacher. Then, I had social studies with Ms. Caggiano. Luckily, I found both classes fine. Briiiiiiiiiiiiiing! The last bell rang. I ran to my locker and got all the binders I needed for homework. As I got off the big, yellow

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