as a little girl. I still remember that day when I took admission to my

mother were my worlds. We always found happiness in little things. My dad worked as a salesperson in a small shoe store. We were not that po

t was my first day at school. My mother dressed me up and packed my lunch box. She put my books in the p

ss. Some of them were running and having fun while some were crying and not letting go of their pare

il a little girl came running to me and hugged me. She told me it will be alright and I could be her best friend.

, and her mother was the teacher in the same school. That i

days and during festivals. She had a beautiful tree house where we spent most of our time together mak

t little cute boy who used a corner chair and minds his own business. He joined our school in fifth gra

ur 7 grade, she mastered courage and talked to him. He was surprised and tensed a

other and a little sister at home. His mother sent him to our school so that he can concentrate on his studies and not think about his father. So that he could ov

athletics and was a very energetic person who was the crush of most of the girls in our school. His black eyes were the most attractive feature on h

lived in a different city. She was not sure of the exact details of where he lived. She was in grief and cursed herself for not opening h

from my clock. It was almos

day. I need to make new friends

oughts. I was feeling a little tired as well

dy with my jasmine fragranced soap. I just love jasmine flowers. Even my perfume is jasmine. I giggled and danced in the shower. I should be careful because I may slip and fall in the bathroom and it will be so

V-shaped, and the sleeves reached up to my elbows. Nancy brought me so many matching accessories during the shopping. So I also put on matching colored butterfly earrings which looked so cu

I couldn't properly enjoy the food my mom made me. The tension was too much to handle that I thou