Congratulations!!!!!! was what i heard from angles.It was my graduation and i felt very happy and blessed,my whole family came to share my joy with me. As walked up the stage to retrieve my gift for"best in food and nutritions" i felt blessed but not very fulfilled.I knew deep down that i was sad, not happy, just there but it was a big day, very big day and i couldn't mess it up simply because i don't feel ok deep inside and so i stayed put, recieved all the hugs and souvenir gifts from my mates and distributed mine with a very bright smile plastered across my face while deep down i was hurting from alot of things,scared but could'nt bring myself to surrender or talk to anyone else.
The big day soon came to a halt as i returned my graduation gown and drove out of school with my family.In the car i had closed my eyes, everyone would think i was sleeping from exhaustion but no i just closed my eyes as i recalled my life the past six years.I was only 11 when i got into the school, a missionary and boarding school.At that time i knew it seemed eternity when i'd graduate but "look" i thought to myself...just look,i was now sixteen with a lot of dreams and a very bright future ahead of me wow!!!! i screamed on the inside of my soul:" i had just graduated" for a moment i refused to think anymore of the sad events of the past six years how i was so too quiet for my liking,how scared i was of making friends, how what belonged to me was handed down straight to others because of my timidity or rather stupidity and decided to think of the happy ones, my friends(Nancy and Sonia,i had others but they were the most intimate), a few staff who knew me applauded my hard work and success although there were times when i messed up.....big time like Mr Smart as i aways called him, he believed in me and made me have the strong urge to push forward, he was my maths teacher. Also Mr Kenneth; he just knew it and never expected anything less,my perception for further mathematics changed when he knew me. From being afraid of it, i became a genius in it to an extent that if something went wrong with scores he would panick.I could remember taking 1st after a terms work and he blurted out "my number one"...that alone lifted my spirit, i felt so good and happy.Then there was Miss Hanny, so graceful.She was my food and nuts teacher and a great adviser i always thought she'd make a great mother but she ain't married yet, she always believed in me and i'll be forever grateful for it not forgetting that she also saved my ass today by honouring me as the best in food and nuts.If not for it, it would have been a none and someone like me would weep alot.....bigtime.it would have been very disappointing to my parents....siblings my friends, some students that loved me and also my beloved 3 teachers... As for others,i wouldn't care less...they had favorite in class and kept up with it all the way.I recalled being an intelligent student of course with nothing to show for it now and a quiet one too. I smiled at the thought.I was an extrovert, a book nerd but i hadn't even noticed it all this while until now.Memories of how i nearly became the library prefect flashed across my mind.The students had chose me but i guess the school said otherwise i hate to think that it was because i refused to be open but that it was because i was small and most of all never noticed nor acknowledged...I let my mind wonder to the second activity i had openly done for the school.The last quiz competition which we hosted and luckily won by a 0.5 mark to the other school.I was one of the four participants and studied mostly for physics of which i'd answered most.The English questions were single handedly tackled by the literature students amongst us, Grace and Kath.Maths questions were answered by i and Rose i don't fancy talking about rose because she is the proud type......and.....hmmn a secret i just can't let out yet.We were rewarded with a BenCarson's 'think big' for our performance in front of the whole school that suddenly made me proud of myself for once I could'nt think anymore, i was exhausted and planning to slip when i heard the car door opened."Dorathy" my mum called out,i heaved a sigh and then opened my eyes like i was asleep to see my home.My sweet home....my long holiday had just begun i told myself feeling happy.
sorry that it seems so short and uninteresting,more is on the way for the next chapter i promise...thanks a lot taking out time read my book and even to add it to your reading list.Love you guys .
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ParanormalSelf esteem and opinion matter a lot.This story is about a 19 year old girl,strong but also weak,simple and yet so tough,a nerd,happy and unhappy,and it goes on and on.....You'll understand better as you read more.Please, don't be quick to judge. I...