THE FRIST DAY OF MIDDLE SCHOOL

When people talk about the middle school, they always describe it as a golden time. Frankly speaking, even though our middle school is not a very famous one in our city, every primary student is excited to come there. But to me, the first day there is the loneliest day of all my life.
After my father took me there on the first day in the morning, we began to read the name-list hanging on the wall. Then I got a shock. Two of my former classmates were in class two. But my name was under class one. That was to say, we had been divided into two parts, and I was the only single one. From then on, we could not play and have classes together. The good old days would not come once more. All seemed like a nightmare.
Then an other shocked occurred to me. After my parents put all my luggage in order, they started to leave. A mist came before my eyes. Through the blur, I saw the tears in my mother’s eyes. I knew they were also very sorrow to leave myself at school. My father told me to look after myself well and didn’t forget to study hard. I nodded my head without saying anything. We walked to the school gate and then they left.Their back views became smaller and smaller, and at last disappeared. I didn’t remember how I walked back to the dormitory. The only memory was that still there was nobody. I could imagine that students in the class dormitory must have been talking and laughing. They must have been familiar with each other. A strong lonely feeling occupied my heart. “Is it the middle school life I have been dreaming of?” I asked myself several times.
From then on, my middle school career started and all my life was changed. I tried my best to accept the new life and to let it accept me.And at the very beginning, I tasted the loneliness.大哥，我才初三啊，哪會那么多詞啊。