Michael`s+snapshot+memory

 Racing through my mind was just about every bad possibility that could happen, but you can’t blame me, it was my first day of middle school. I had been looking forward to this moment for a just about a year. However, that morning my feelings changed dramatically, the doubts poured in my mind. What if I get lost? What if an eighth grader bullies me? What if………? When I went down to breakfast, I saw my mom’s face; the you are so grown up face. It only came once a year, the first day of school. During breakfast, all my mom and sister would talk about was how great I was going to do at Goddard. I played along and hid my fears while I devoured down my pancakes. Next thing I knew, I was staring at my nightmare.

There it was, Goddard Middle School. At the time, it looked like a jail. I, of course, felt like a grain of sand on a large beach and about as important as nothing. At the moment, I couldn’t see any of my friends. It was just as I had pictured, a downright horror. While still in our core plus line, I could just peek over all the towering kids, barely making out Nate and Chris. They greeted me with smiles. I took a deep breath and realized I let my second guessing get the best of me.

Looking back on that first day of middle school, it only brings laughs and good memories. I laugh at how I thought it would start and I am grateful for how it actually started. Who thought friendships could have such an impact. This first day of middle school taught me two important lessons. You can count on your friends to be there for you and being a good friend is just as important. As I burst into the hallway to make it to my first class, I returned the friendly smile to many of my friends, old and new.