I woke up on Monday morning with my mom yelling at me to get out of bed. It's actually the first day of school and I'm going to a new school. I was happy but sad at the same time. I enthusiastically got out of bed. Silver! My mom yelled my name again. I suddenly remembered my life at my old school. I remember vividly, I forced my mom to get me into a boarding school but after a month of getting into the boarding school, I couldn't stay because the seniors were always fond of maltreating the juniors and also suddenly started getting sick always. After everything I told them, I finally managed to convince them, so I became a day student. It was an only girls school. I remember having a best friend but things didn't work out for us which is one of the reason why I decided to change schools. And also, my parents were not financially bouyant to pay for my school fees and things the school demanded anymore because they also have to cater for my other siblings. I'm not an child. Surprised right? Now my old school was actually a public school but my new school is a private school. The school is owned by my dad's relative so he decided to give us a discount on the school fees. I was transferring with my elder sister. I am the last child out of six children. My sister barged into my room jolking me out of my thoughts. "Seriously, can't you enter the room in a gentle manner". I yelled forgetting that she was my elder sister. I hissed, lazily got out of bed and went to the bathroom, praying silently that my first day of school should go well with my imagination and expectations because I'm actually going into a mixed school and I know and hope I would get to experience new things
