Chap.5 My life without her. | 3 lbs of Pressure

Here is a excerpt from my book 3 lbs of Pressure.

It's my first day of Jr high school and I am super nervous.  I'm starting my 7th grade year at a  new school and also relieved that my summer vacation is finally over. On my way to  school,  My aunt Nikki and asks me " You OK?"  with a nervous smile , I reply "Yes, but I am a little scared."  After all we had been through over the summer, I was happy to start something new. This was the first time my aunt Nikki had taken me to school so this experience was new for the both of us.  As we begin our walk towards the school I became overwhelmed with emotions. This school was huge. It was bigger than the elementary school that I had previously attended with my middle sister Marshaya. And to make it worst, this was the first school that  I would attend without her. Before this we attended school  together. Now with a bigger school came a sea of students making  the first day of school very busy. There were times were I would search the crowd to find familiar faces from my previous elementary school, only to give a quick wave as my aunt and I rushed to claim a spot in a line that was stating to wrap around the building. As we lined up,  we were told were I would pick up my classroom schedule and locker number before entering the building to meet my first period teacher.  While we waited, my aunt adjusted and fix my backpack straps and did some last minute touch up's to my hair and outfit. She asked me if I had everything I need?  With a confused look, I responded "  I think so?" I looked to check how long the line was and started to notice how the other students were there with their mothers. As I  watched this, it made me really miss mine.  I started to think about her and wish she could be here with me on my first day. My thoughts of her bought tears to my eyes and my nervousness soon turned into sadness. My aunt notice the change in my demeanor. So she turned towards me, held my hands softly and said to me  " If this is too much and you want to go home. I perfectly understand." I  answered " No, I'll be OK."  I knew this was something I had to do. She wipe the tears  that had fell on my cheeks from my face and give me a hug. She reassured  me that everything was going to be OK and if my mom was there she would be so proud of me. The line started to get shorter  and shorter. And soon  I was given my schedule and locker number.  As I walked towards the entrance of the school,  I waved  good-bye to my aunt.  Entering  into the building  made me  realize  that  I would have to continue my life without my mom by my side.