I’ve always loved school, but I never really learned how serious school was until I was in the 8th grade and I was told you will not graduate, unless you go to summer school. I cried and cried and cried, but we thought that I learned my lesson. Coming to high school was a whole new world for me and all I could see was “FREEDOOM “written every where. NO more 90 minute classes , lunch outside , no more getting out of school at 2;45 , being able to sneak out and walk to the store let’s just say it was the ‘Life’ as we call it . But, then one day we had a class meeting and they asked” How many people plan to go to high school when they leave college ‘? of , course yes I raised my hand , then he said you know your 9th grade year is the most important because colleges want to see what you did as a freshman here to even consider having you as a freshman there , I Looked at him at thought to myself it’s too late 9th grade year is almost over . I felt a little down and I hid from the crowd .But me being me I came back tenth grade year, I had a teacher named Ms.Brown who taught English. As a few weeks