As I walked into my new school, through the gates and into the foyer, I was scared and nervous, excited and lots of other emotions rolled into one. I knew no one and was too scared to talk with anyone. Then the bell ran and my parents had to leave. Our first subject was art, I like art but I didn’t like the teacher, he was mean and always yelled. When we walked in there was a canvas and lots of paint, pencils, brushes and so much more. We all got to paint a little section of whatever we liked.