I was nervous on the very first day of the 6th grade. things were great went smooth some friends here there. The whole shebang. Then, the second day was the beginning of the torture. The grades went down and the first week was hard and the pressure was beginning. It was like someone taking a nail and hammer and slamming it in your head. Not too long after that, Dad was having meetings like every week, throwing progress reports on top of that.
