A Year at Boarding School

He stood outside looking in. He wondered what it would be like living in this new place. No matter what, he knew he would miss his parents in the course of the next year, but he was also excited about the prospects of living somewhere different. He was a little nervous as he rang the doorbell.

An old lady opened and greeted him, she showed him the way to the communal room. The inspector stood on the stage surrounded by all the other teachers. I found my friend Caleb and stood next to him. The inspector started to speak. He informed us with information’s about the school, the next days and all the practical things. Caleb and I were best friends and had looked forward to this year for so long. He helped me with my baggage and I helped him with his. My roomie wasn’t here yet, so I just chose a bed and started unpacking. Five minutes later the door was slammed open. A high boy with short dark hair came in to the room. He had no overview because his head was buried in baggage. I ran over to help him with all the baggage. He nod and greeted. We helped each other unpacking and along the way we started getting to know each other. At six o’clock we had to go to the dinning hall, because diner was served. The rest of the evening flew away, just like the next three month.