We moved around winter time and it was very cold, We had a bus stop right by where we were staying luckily, but we had to make sure we were up on time so we wouldn't miss the city bus.
Our bus only went so far by our school so the rest of the way we had to walk everyday at 6 in the morning my feet hands and face would be frozen by the time i made it to the school.
People would think i was crying or something because the wind hitting my face made my eyes water i use to try and rush to get to my school so nobody would see me walking and getting off the city bus.
I always worried about my little brother because he had to walk through this small back way to get to the school. I was going to a different part of the school half my junior and the rest of my senior year.
But i knew that God kept him safe everyday, i just still worried about him. I would be the first person there almost everyday because i had to make sure i was up early enough to not miss school.
We had to do this for weeks straight because of me being so hesitant and not wanting them to know until i finally told myself I didn't care what anyone would think so I spoke up and were able to figure out transportation for me and my brother.
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Your Not Alone
Non-FictionLife isn't always easy .. But i have learned to not give up..
