By the age of 3 I was driving my parents crazy talking 24/7. My third year of life wasn't all that exciting. But by the end of it my worst nightmare came around. Dun dun dun......Primary School!!! It was the summer before I was due to start in Foundation (the first bit before yr 1 for any of you who don't know) and I was freaking out.
My mum had bought me all the stuff I needed so I had nothing to worry about. But I was still petrified. 'What if people don't like me? What if I spend my school life all alone? What if I get bullied? What if people steal my stuff?' These were just a few of the thoughts running through my head during that summer. So I decided to talk to my mum about it. She told me I'd be fine. I didn't believe her but it made me feel a bit better knowing that someone cared.
As the days went on, closer and closer to the day, I got more and more scared. But every time I worried I remembered what my mum said and I felt a little calmer. I then hit me that my first day of school was my 4th birthday. Oh joy! (Imagine me rolling my eyes sarcastically at this point.)
Authors Note:
Sorry this was such a short chapter. I couldn't think of anything else to write. I hope you enjoyed it anyway and it's going to get much more exciting very soon. Thanks for reading xx
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Fiksi RemajaThis is just gonna be a story, its gonna have subjects in it like anxiety, depression, abuse etc. So if you are triggered by those things then please don't read this
