New day, new start, new me!
It's crazy how time can pass; It only feels like yesterday, I was starting year 11. What a funny feeling. I've been at this school already for five years (and for some strange reason I decided to come back). What's even more weird Is that, although I have been here for a very long time and know my way around like the back of my hand, I cant help but feel slightly lost. Why? Because for those 5 years here, every corner of the corridor you turn you saw a friendly face, every classroom you entered you knew every name, and even every lunchtime there was always a story to laugh about and tell. And now, you almost feel... Alone. 4 years old, clinging on to my mum's hand like my life depended on It, trembling to the front gate, tears were rolling down my face. And all for what? For those to be the best times of my life. The freedom, not having to worry whether your making people proud, or having the nerve of passing that exam. I still remember the day I came to this school wi...