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And I was brought back to my world when our teacher came to the next subject, science. And before Mr. Rodriguez started the class, he gave us pointers in the test and then get on the topic and then I was brought back to my world where it was perfect and happy. And the bell rang signaling the end of the morning class and lunch time so I packed my things and went to the canteen and ate.
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And I threw myself on my bed as if I were a person who did nothing to make my body and mind tired. I forced myself to get up then, I went to the bathroom and took a shower and went through every routine and then I was ready to sleep.. I remembered that I had to study. Because I don't want to fall and disappoint the person who is next to me and supporting me. I want them to be very proud of me. I feel like ages when I'm studying, well I'm being serious and honest when I say I was so kind and had a passion for studying, but I lost my interest and courage when our family lost its sense and chose to be broken. that's a nice person.

"Hey, let's not think about those anymore "and that's it. I said in mental self talk.

That's right and I started studying until sleepiness overtook me because it was late. The next morning, I woke up 30 minutes late to ride the tricycle, which means I'm late for class because I can't ride right away because there is a driver who choose who will ride and who will not, inequality. Hence, I came in late, when I entered the room, my teacher was doing nothing and was just giving oral. It's good that his not a bad mood and the teacher did not wake up on the wrong side of the bed, because if happens we're dead there and I can taste a quick breakfast, I didn't even have breakfast because I was in a hurry and I forgot it. And then I was the one who was going to be called, and I was shaking with my nerves while waiting for my name to be called to speak next in front.

I was afraid to speak, because I was worried what my classmate would think of me.

" What if I got it wrong or I got stuttered f*, gosh I'm so freaking nervous I wish I could dig a hole under my feet and hid there until it all done" I talk to my self mentally.