Today is the day
This is it
Well, did I mention last time, a week after we went shopping, the school contacted my mother to go to school with me the next day to take an exam. So, the next day we went to that school and I took the exam. I don't know if it was because it's one of the requirements or because of my age. With the age of nine, I knew they will be shocked that I'll just started school. After almost two weeks, they called to informed us that they will transfer me from preparatory to grade four, and my mother was so shocked because of the big advancement that my mother's mouth went wide opened and she looked at me like I suddenly transform into an alien infront of her.
"Are you ready? Get your bag. Let's leave early. It's better to go early so we don't be in a rush" my mother spoke
I nodded and get my backpack. The drive from home to school took twenty minutes. When we got out of the car and went inside the school, we looked at the school announcement board to check my classroom number and which floor it is. My classroom is located on the third floor, first room on the right. The room looks warm and kinda spacious. It has thirty chairs in total for students and one for the teacher and a table. We stayed outside for another ten minutes until the students came with their parents as well. Another ten minutes left before the class starts so I entered the room to place my bag on one of the chairs near the window on the leftside. I chose to sit at the back so no one could disturb me. I went outside beside my mother
"I will leave now. Study hard but don't pressure yourself. I'll fetch you later, okay? Don't forget to eat your lunch" she smiled and patted my head
"Okay, take care and drive safe, mom"
I replied. She smiled at me and nod before she left. I waited for her to disappear from my sight before I entered the room.
Well.
This is the start
Hell
The day went on and after the school, mother fetch me. While driving home she asked
"Did you have fun on your first day?"
"Yes" well, it was not that bad
"Hm, that's good. You'll have more friends as well"
I don't care about them. I don't need them. I just want everything to get over and be done with it. I want to go and find a job.
After that day, every five days a week it will be the routine. Wake up in the morning, bathe, eat breakfast, have random conversation with my mother, go to school, study hard, go home, eat dinner, do assignments and rest. And do it again the next day. I couldn't wait until I graduate and leave the school.
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Saturday came.
Fucking finally. Two months ago since the class started. Saturday in the first month of school, mother and I had a conversation about her life. Past careers. And I found out that when she was still in the military she received a lot of acknowledgements, medals and awards. That's why when I passedby her room, I glanced on the inside since the door is widely opened, I saw a lot of medals and trophies with certificates on the wall inside a big glass.
I did not enter her room but I've clearly seen it. I was so amazed that I asked her to train me and teach me how to use firearms. She just chuckled at my request. Well, she did not refuse or agree. However the next day, which was Sunday she knocked on my door at three o clock in the morning and when I opened the door she said
"What, didn't you asked me to train you?" One of her eyebrows lifted while smiling
It was my turn to be shocked that my mouth went wide opened. When I came back to my senses, I quickly turned around to prepare
"I'll be downstairs"
I did not respond to it because of excitement. Since then, weekends became productive and interesting. We trained and she told me that we could not use real ones when it comes to firearms so she improvised so I could still learn it. From then, I can feel my body became different and I feel strong compared to before.
"Lisa, are you done? We need to arrive before the sunrise"
"Five minutes"
Today, mom told me we should move to the next part of the training since I learned fast than she thought, today we will be going to a camp. To the forest. We will drive three hours.
"Lisa, come on"
"Coming"
I packed a lot of shirts and towels. It will be necessary. I feel like this training will be a lot more difficult than the first.
When we arrived at the location, it's already past four in the morning. We left our house at 1 o clock. We set up a tent, fix our stuff, eat breakfast and rest for an hour before we started the training. The training teaches me how to become stronger not only in physical but in mental and emotional as well. And one part is to control all of it in one situation. I was shocked to the bones when I saw a real gun brought by my mother. She said since we were in the forest, she would use it as part of the training. Of course she applied safety measures before she handed it to me. She said that it's better if I experience to hold a real gun than the improvised one. Also it is an advantage when the time comes, I know how to use it. She said she didn't wish for me to use one in the future but it's good for me to learn otherwise than be sorry.
