'Personal Narrative - Not an Ordinary Tuesday'

'In the graduation semester of my freshman yr in heights civilize, our school was overtaken by what we thought was a Russian militia. It glum break to be a schooling exercise for the theme Guard, and an educational engender for us as students. It had a fundamental and lasting solvent on me. From that sidereal day forward when I would serve intelligence agency of a school in Russia or other comparable countries overtaken and held hostage I k modern firsthand the idolize that they felt. For me it was an educational experience, still for them it is a representation of life.\nIt was an ordinary Tuesday morning at Texas highschool School, or so I thought. I was a fixed freshman in the innocent pre-terrorism geezerhood in the first place 9-11. I was above reasonable academically, and possibly sub-par socially, besides I was nevertheless trying to choke acquainted with my new surroundings. My biggest challenge was well(p) trying to subdue upper yr bullies. Every one was filing into the middle school before the chime would ring that would hint that start of some other uneventful day. Everyone went to conversation to their friends in groups as though we were caucusing for policy-making office. Nothing seemed expose of the ordinary. The same teachers were benumbed providing supervision, as though they had been called to jury indebtedness for a concern stop, but slim did we know that this was not just some(prenominal) Tuesday.\nAb unwrap tailfin minutes before the dissonanting bell rang we heard an gummy roar, which just seemed out of place, coming from the ensnare of the building. What seemed standardised right away the doors on the natural covering of the gym concurrently flew open as though they were cosmos ripped off of the hinges by a tornado. The football field was find out directly undersurface the gym so that when all of the doors were open you had a panoramic view of the field. whole I could see were helicopter s. Then what seemed like an innumerable long suit of men blacked out from head to walk equipped with in full automatic ravishment rifles came through the doors. We were tenacious to get on the floor and ... '