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In the math class, I sat with my hands tightly clasped around my pencil, the teacher's voice droning on about a seemingly impossible problem. Try as I might, I couldn't wrap my head around it. I found myself nodding along, pretending to listen, while my mind wandered elsewhere. I stared blankly at the board, my mind drifting to thoughts of Christmas and the presents I hoped to receive. With each passing moment, the lecture faded into background noise, replaced by visions of holiday festivities.
Suddenly, the bell chimed, signaling the end of the period. Snapping back to reality, I hastily gathered my belongings and made a swift exit from the classroom.
"Hey boys, wanna hang out after school?" Sarah's voice chimed from behind me, her phone held up to her ear as she walked alongside Rhead.
I turned to face them, offering a smile. "Sounds cool, but I'm actually busy today. Perhaps another time?" I replied, regrettinging my words.
Sarah's lips formed a pout, disappointment evident in her expression.
Chuckling softly, I reached out to ruffle her hair. "Don't worry, I'll definitely invite you sometime soon," I assured her with a grin.
Her face lit up with a bright smile, and Rhead nodded in agreement, joining in her excitement.
"I'm so scared," I whimpered, my fingers tightening around the straps of my backpack.
Sarah glanced at me, "What's wrong?" she asked.
I came to a halt, turning to face her with a heavy heart. "How am I supposed to pass this upcoming test?" I poured out my fears, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me. "First, I got late admission, and now I understand nothing the teachers are teaching us. What if I fail all this and end up having a mental breakdown? What if I don't graduate? What if I lose my scholarship and end up going to a different school where I'll be bullied by everyone, and no one likes me?"
I began to feel dizzy from my rapid ranting. What could I do? I was only fourteen, but the weight of my uncertain future bore down on me like a heavy burden. I longed for stability, for the assurance of success. How was I supposed to survive if my path ahead remained shrouded in uncertainty? I wanted to be a big man, to have a big car, but it felt like an impossible dream.
Sarah and Rhead stared at me blankly, their expressions reflecting my turmoil.
"Calm down, you'll be fine," She mumbled, her voice a soothing balm to my frazzled nerves.
Rhead chimed in with a suggestion. "You should go to the library and check out some books. It might help with the situation you're in."
"Yup, I agree. Last year Rhead and I did group study and it did help us a lot. I'm sure you will be able to find some good material in the library" Sarah said confidently.
