一篇My first day at senior high 的英语作文简单一点就可以了 不要太

I knew that my first day of ninth grade would be challenging. There would be higher expectations than eighth grade and the teachers would be stricter. I was scared that my classmates would all have changed over the summer—gotten taller, prettier or even smarter, making me the only stupid ugly duckling who didn’t change. But I missed everyone, and that helped me forget my worries.
In the midst of my anxiety, the phone rang on the Friday before the first day of school at La Cañada High School. It was a recording of our principal. Sounding incredibly serious, she said that school was cancelled on Monday and would be delayed until Tuesday. This was because of the fire in the La Cañada-Flintridge area near my house, school and hangout spots. My school was being used as a shelter for those whose houses were threatened. The thick black smoke was everywhere; not just outside but inside our house too, even though we kept the windows and doors shut at all times. We had a too-perfect view of the fire from our window; we could see the flames burning everything in its way. Though I was frustrated with the fire, strangely, I was also happy at the same time because we had an extra day of vacation.