Narrative Essay On Middle School

It’s been about two months since school has started, since middle school has started. I’ve finally gotten used to my schedule and the atmosphere of the school. At times I feel as if school has just begun and summer was yesterday. Sometimes in the hallways, I think of my elementary school friend and what they think of middle school. I made my way through the crowded hallways. Complete chaos. People were everywhere; pushing, pulling and shoving. All trying to get out. Students flooded the hallways, like a dam that just broke. People gathered in groups around lockers, waiting for friends and saying their goodbyes. “Ugh, why does my locker have to be all the way at the end?” I complain. To which my friend replies,
“Well look at it this way,
Halloweens in a few days. And you do know all the good costumes will be gone right.”
“Yeah I know I still haven’t decided yet.”
“Well you better decide quick.”
By the time we finished talking our stop was here. Before parting our separate way we said good bye.

As an 11 year old it was my favorite holiday and still is. I love to get dressed up and walk around house to house with your friends in the crisp, fresh, fall weather. Thought I may not go trick or treating I still hang out with my friends. The smell of damp leaves invading your nose and just the energy that flows through you. Every year I seem to face the same problem. Choosing what to be for Halloween shouldn't be so hard; but there’s just so many options to choose from. There is only a few more days till Halloween so I have to make up my mind. I have to face this problem every single year and it doesn't get any easier. This year it between the following: Cleopatra, a ninja, and a witch.
Today I get to pick out my costume. We've been so busy we just didn't have the time. Once I got home I ran up the stairs and to my room. I quickly dropped my backpack and my violin. I then made my way back downstairs to the living