This story is based on my realities but the character names have been edited but everything in it is facts.
To get back on track, this chapter like I stated in my previous chapter is about my life in senior high school.
In Ghana here we write something called BECE to be able to enter the senior high. My grades were good enough. I was not always regarded the bright student from nursery and preschool. In kindergarten I got 17 % in an exam and I was made fun of it. Everybody called me damn and I was never seen to be anything better. In the fifth grade I told myself the bitter truth that I am not pretty so there is no way my looks will land me to prosperity, neither was I a public speaker so there is no way my voice will ever be heard and I was not bright. So on that very night in my washroom I decided to make use of my brain because I thought I had more storage for thing because my head was big. So in the fifth grade I had a total academic turn and became one of the brightest in my class and even with that I never belonged. There came pressure from too much expectations from my dad any people who knew me. I was always too scared to fail because I thought if that happened I will not belong and I will loose myself but little did I know I was loosing myself by living to other's expectations.
In SHS I went with my solid plan to get friends especially female ones so I may belong. I did get some friends but I still didn't feel whole because I always felt this void which nothing could feel. I was insatiable. As a kid I thought the void I was feeling was because of luck of friends but as I aged I realized there was nothing feeling that void. With time the void was just growing and I still didn't know what will fill it.
This chapter didn't go as I planned but hopefully my next chapter will be better.
Stay tuned and please keep the comments coming.
