A few months went by and I was getting used to every thing around me, and my english had improved. I tried at times to socialize with the other kids but it didn't always work out, because either we had different interests ,or they had already labeled me as the quit girl who doesn't talk much...that every one should stay away from..
That really hurt me at, times I felt like I had billions of labels all over me ...So I just looked down trying to avoid eye contact with any soul..
I just wished people would try and get to know me ...
And luckily I met four amazing people later on in my primary school life.... They were like the rescue team I had been waiting for. They saved me from having a lonely school life, and I thank God for bringing them into my life .... My little angels , they helped me look up again .. ^_^
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The life of a Silent Girl
Short StorySince she was a young Seed, walls had already been built around her... Not literal walls but walls like a bubble that refused to be popped you could say she felt safe under them....life built these walls around her without her consent or opinion...
