A Continuous Story: “THE STORY OF MY LIFE” Episode2

Episode 2

The big day of which me and my family was waiting for finally reached and it wasn’t easy to say goodbyes to my lovely family. They dropped me at School, my little sis and mom helped me to carry my bags inside the dormitory before I wave them goodbye. I hugged my parents and started crying without knowing……but this was the time I was supposed to be strong because I was going to be on my own now without anyone to show me love or care(that’s what I set in my mind). All the new comers were taken to sleep in the same place which was very good for us because all of us were scared of being bullied by the school seniors!

Everything was hard for me in the first week, waking up very early at 5am and take shower with cold water; missing food sometimes because boys on our table could serve without minding the rest; being used with all the new faces around me….all these wasn’t bearable to me and every night while in my bed I could cry and cry wondering what will happen the next day. I missed my family, I wished to go back home forgetting that I had been dreaming to be in my high school. Mainly high school is a place where everyone starts to grow physically and mentally including taking your own decision by which if you go wrong the whole of your life will be messed up just in a blink of an eye.

Finishing my first year felt like winning a lotto! I could not imagine that I won’t be called different bad names the call freshers. I started making friends remembering the advise my mom gave me about “the characteristics of a true friend with this proverb: SHOW ME YOUR FRIEND I WILL TELL YOU WHO YOU ARE“. My close friend name(classmate too) was Angela, we used to be together each and everytime by helping each other with social life and education. When I started my second year Math became the hardest subject for me and I was confused. While I was asking myself how I will pass this subject, I remembered that on my dining table there was this genius boy called Peter who was in class three and he used to help different students in their different courses.

Me and Angela decided to go and talk to him but we felt a little bit scared and shy….but as along we liked to pass Math we went straight to him and surprisingly he accepted to help the both of us! He helped us so much and thanks to him we were able to pass well. It reached one day when Angela was not feeling well and I was supposed to meet Peter alone which made me feel uncomfortable even though I was used to him but the fact that I would sit with a boy alone made me fell nervous.

Trust me I didn’t get anything he was explaining to me, I don’t know how he knew the situation I was in and stopped talking, he laughed so hard I felt stupid of not being able to hide my emotions/shyness. He asked me what’s wrong but I couldn’t open my mouth and talk, He asked me about my family (maybe to help me feel relaxed) I told him everything because surely I trusted him but I don’t know why I felt nervous by being at his side. Without thinking anything else I assumed it’s because that was my first time for me to sit with a boy all alone. Without knowing that this very night,my life was going to change completely.

To be continued………