I am a average boy wonderous of the days of middle school. I'm nervous about going to middle school, it all started in 5th grade I asked everyone about middle school they were very very nervous I could tell. I did not want summer to come to me it marked the last days of fate. I took my last breaths in the school and I was gone. That summer I was scared for the road ahead what will happen?, what will we do? We all had assigned a book to read called ¨Roll of Thunder Hear My Cry¨ due on the first day of school, I gulped, this is just a preview of how hard middle school is I thought to myself. Each day my mom asked me if I finished the book, each day I got more nervous as the days got short I was scared for my life. Each day all