Philbert Narrative

It was a fine, summer, Saturday when everything changed for a young teenager named Miller Frederick. School had already started for Miller and he was at a new school. That summer, his family had moved from Pensacola, Florida to Dewitt, Michigan so Miller didn’t have many friends. He lived in a very rural area so he didn’t have many neighbors he could hang out with. Miller had just gotten back from his first day at his new school and he became friends with another new kid from Germany. His name was Reginald Kleinhans. Surprisingly enough, they had a lot in common. They both loved basketball, horror movies, and writing.

She was devastated. Her Mama was sick, and she was going to die if they didn’t get a doctor. Elaine was so busy crying that she did not notice when Michael Butler walked in. He walked over towards her, and asked her what was wrong. Elaine didn’t really mean to tell Michael, but all the words just poured out; Losing the field, her Mama getting sick and that they couldn’t afford a doctor to help her Mama. Michael felt so bad for Elaine, and he wanted to help her. But how? Even his family was running low on money. Then an idea struck him. His Papa could take care of Elaine’s Mama! Michael wasn’t sure if his Papa would do it, but he could at least try. After school that day Michael went home to talk to his Papa. He explained the situation to him, and at first Papa did not want to go. “They obviously can’t pay me to take care of Elaine’s mother, what would I get out of it?” said Michael’s Papa. Eventually, Michael persuaded his Papa to do it, “Can’t you imagine how sad it would be if Elaine’s Mama died?” he

He was supposed to be in New York as the manager of the fencing team for a meet but had to come back early after loosing his team’s equipment on the subway. He had distain for Pencey Prep but still was looking for a way to say a final goodbye. He decides he the best way is to sprint to say goodbye to his now former history teacher, Mr. Spencer who was old and ill with the flu. He is greeted at the door by Mrs. Spencer who let him inside. He seemed to be close to them and was a little thrown off by his former teacher’s condition but had much respect for him.

“What’s wrong mama?” he asked. He had an inkling that something was eating away at his godmother. She was jittery and spooked which was unlike the usual warm and carefree Nessa that he’d been knowing for nearly two decades. On top of that, she still hadn’t been forthcoming about the terrible injury to her leg nor the riot that she had initiated at the graduation.

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

As I walk into my new class I spot my friends that I’ve had since Sixth Grade we’d been through a lot the year before, and created a bond so robust that it was put asunder. From that instant the situation fluttered into a butterfly effect. We slowly began to go in our separate directions, Miss Better at Everything drifted towards the cool kids, Mister Comedian and Mister Pastor’s Son stuck together,

It was an ordinary day in new york, People going to work, birds chirping to indicate that fall had just sprung. A normal tuesday, the sun rising, another ordinary school day at central queens junior high, but not for Robert. Robert had snuck out of school, and he had found out that a couple of his friends were sick. He invited them over and one of his best friends, Alex came over. Robert and Alex played down at the park where they had met up with one of Alex’s friends, Jacob. They hung out until it was time to go back over to Robert 's house, when his new acquaintance Jacob said,

It is Melinda’s first day in high school and she has no friends. She gets on the bus and she sits down by herself. When she gets to school there is an assembly. She goes in the gym and sits on the bleachers.

    “Wake up Mommy,” said Taylor through her tears as she hugged my mom’s twitching body.

I was drain from all the math questions and decided to go home. As I was walking my way down the street, I heard running footsteps getting closer to me. I turn around quickly with fear and realized that it was only Henry. With a curious expression I asked where he was headed off to and with quick responses he said: I am heading your way, may I join you. Without a doubt I responded with a YES; we chatted all the way to my front door holding hands. I had to stop and asked where he was really headed off. I was shocked as he told me that he wanted to spend more time with me. Yet a sweet, but sour moment as I soon realized that I have fallen for my cousins’ best friend. How can I have fallen for my cousins’ best friend ran through my mind over and over again. My cousin practically grew to be my brother. He protected and helped me even though we were only eight months apart. I had so many mixed emotions and I questioned myself can I really date Henry. Its like saying can I date my brothers best friend. As the school session was coming to an end I decided to distance myself away from

His troubles occur however when he receives a D in his English class, which is a failing grade at Harrison High School. This prevents him from being able to try out for the track team, and he blames it on his English teacher, Miss Narwin. Phillip accuses Narwin of “having it out for him.” During a ritual homeroom switch, Phillip is moved to Narwin’s homeroom. During the morning announcements, students are asked to “Please all rise and stand at respectful, silent attention for the

Girls perch on the tables like exotic birds gossiping and giggling, a football fly’s above their heads between two jocks in varsity jackets parading their toned muscles. Groups of high schoolers sit around the room laughing. Weekend has arrived and the hallways of the school were filled with tons of kids ready to go home. Every ear filled with the sound of multiple conversations going off at once, lockers opening and closing, music blasting without. I had managed to push past the constant stream of children and to the school field. The grass was damp and covered in a thin layer of frost. As I walked my footprints were embedded, leaving a piece of me in the cold ground. I saw my friends faraway chattering and fooling around. I was stuck in the wrong crowd; they are nothing like me but somehow I am still friends with them. I slowly made my way up to my “so called friends”.

The summer before entering freshman, my cousins from Mexico came to visit. I met them for the first time since I was four years old. They stayed for a few months and I ended up getting along will all of them, but became great friends with my cousin Alejandro. He was two years older than me, and he gave me advice for when I entered high school, which had been in a few weeks. My cousins and the whole extended family started hanging out. In a way, our cousins coming to visit was really good because it forced the whole family to spend time together.

     Tony finished getting ready, and then we left for the high school. The parking lot was filled with all the other seniors’ cars. Tony and I walked into the library ten minutes late like usual, and the principal had already started giving instructions. I found my place in line and then was all ears. I couldn’t help but look around at all the others. Smiles were plastered on their faces as if they had heard a hilarious joke. Once the principal concluded his speech, the whole senior class paraded down the hallway to the commons in two uniform lines stopping just outside the gymnasium doors. We could hear the band warming up and playing songs. All the people that were standing around me were bubbling

When Philip went back to school the kids started saying stuff to him, he wanted to move schools because nobody wanted to be with him, he lost his