Maya's Diary √

Chapter One

"Maya hurry down! You're going to be late for school!" Mrs Anderson yelled, as she beckoned her daughter to come down the stairs.

"I'll be down in a minute," faintly came the reply.

Maya Anderson, an average teenager with an average height, black hair, face for daze, brown eyes, and a nose as cute as a button with an unusual reading disorder, the often heard about, Dyslexia.

Dyslexia is the inability of one to connect words, letters, or even symbols together.

Often times, the society fails to realise that a student's inability to perform well at school doesn't solely depend on one's intelligence. It also encompasses one's intellectual ability.

10% of Americans suffer this fate as their reading is either distorted or blurred, making their assimilation and ability to comprehend slow.

Unfortunately, Maya Anderson suffered this fate and had because of this been withdrawn from over five institutions. Apparently, the teachers and students confuse her disorder for dumbness and just until then, had she been admitted into yet another school in her last year of high school. Of course, the arousing sensation of anxiety welled up within her.

"Excited about your first day?" Mrs. Anderson asked as she controlled the wheels of the family's SUV.

"I don't know what I feel, Mum," Maya replied.

"You will be fine," Mrs. Anderson assured within her motherly tender smile. It was her work to calm and assure all will be well, but she wasn't quite sure if that was going to be the case anymore.

Maya felt like she was a burden. Although her mum continually tried to erase that budding thought from her, it didn't quite erase much.

"We are here," Mrs. Anderson said, pulling over at the parking lot of the school.

Hallmark High School Alabama was situated just after the Central Park Alabama, and it was a forty five minutes drive from Sunrise Residential Suites where the Anderson's dwelt.

They quickly alighted, shutting the door behind them as they trod towards the principal's office, one leading the other.

Mrs. Anderson had been to the School a couple of times and could easily make her way around, but that was Maya's first day at the school, and she shyly glued herself to her mother's shadow.

A couple of students were seen attending to their daily business when they arrived and turned when they noticed a new face in their midst.

"She's a new student," One commented.

"Yes, most certainly," The other affirmed.

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"Mrs. Anderson, it's so lovely to see you again, this time with your daughter, Maya," Principal Rowlings addressed as he gestured towards the seat he offered opposite of his.

There was a uniform grateful response from both of them as they sat, slowly falling into the seats. His office was well furnished with the most recent and beautiful furniture. A flat screen television hung well balanced and adjacent to his seat. He wore a suit adorned with a red tie with which he usually adjusted even though it required no tweaking.

Some say it infers respect of some sort. Others believed it was his impeccable neatness that called for that.

After a thorough survey of his office, Maya was quickly briefed on the do's, don'ts, and the usual regulations schools abide by. He didn't fail to add the facts that since his resumption of duties as a principal, the school had won a ton of awards which were quite visible on the shelf as they shone glamorously behind him.