[NU] Memories

prologue

I don't know what I would've been right now if he hadn't believed in me. I always was that girl in the middle of nowhere, finding somebody to lean on. But that was until I bumped on him. And then things started to take a turn in my life.

This started just last year, after I had enrolled in one of the courses for TLE. It was required, but after I decided to take that course, it became more personal to me.

He was my teacher, Mr. Jomar Moncal, age 28, as of this writing, born in August 27, 1987. Had he left the school, that place would suck forever. Of course, I was lucky enough to have somehow my prayers granted by God. Most of our conversations would be very awkward, but for me, it made a little bit of sense.

When I saw a bondpaper corked into the faculty office that said, "I leave all of my belongings to my friends," I decided to write a short memoir, which was the first book in the series. I have been planning a sequel had he stayed for another year in school, well, it's going to happen.

Right now.