Diary entry on first day of boarding school ? Pleas send me the diary entry I have to do my homework now
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Saturday 22nd February 2013
Dear Diary,
I can't believe they actually sent me. I half thought they would get part way, turn around and bring me back home with them. No such luck there. I guess the other half of me knew that they wouldn't back down. They had made a decision and I guess my parents aren't the sort of people to go back on their word. I have decided to start a diary to write down all my memories at this school. You never know, maybe one day in the not near future, I'll find it and look back and smile (or more likely frown!!!) at the times I had.
When they drove up to the school, it looked horrible. The dark rain clouds above it made it look almost sinister and frightening. Mum and Dad helped me carry my bags along a really long path and then into the grey building. Inside, the corridors were empty apart from Mrs Canton, the receptionist. Mum walked up and I followed behind her (a lot less enthusiastically). She told me where to go so we made our way up to Merganser dorm. I have to admit, I like the name, but it was completely misleading. Our dorm is horrible. And that is a complete understatement. I mean, to start off, we don't even have our own beds! There are two sets of bunk beds. I immediately took the bottom bunk of one as I was the first member of my dorm to get there. And then, after the bunk beds, the room is tiny! we hardly have space to move: all in includes are two sets of bunk beds and a wimpy draw with hanging space at the top for each of us. We are nearly teenagers, they can't give us that little space. I will hardly be able to breath when others get here.
I am dreading that most of all. Ever since I was born, I have always had my own room. I'm an only child so it kind of had to turn out the way but that's what I'm used to and I don't want it to change. I have grown to like peace and loneliness and my own company and at boarding school, that no longer exists. The funny thing is, I always, and i mean always, love books about girls who go to boarding school. They always seem to go on amazing adventures, fall in love with someone from the boys school next door and become like sisters with the girls they share a dorm with. But on thing I can tell you for sure, my experience so far at Bourton May School For Girls has completely demolished all my hopes of having a 'story book time' at this school.
Mum and Dad are about to leave now so I have to go,
I will tell you about all my room mates (help!) tomorrow,
Bye, Jess x