Alvina's Point of View
“Are you okay Alvina?” Stacy asked curiously, hearing sobs coming from the sitting room.
I didn't respond, I wanted to speak but I couldn't find my voice, my hands were shaking as I read the email in front of me.
“Alvina?” Stacy called anxiously, as she approached the sitting room.
My whole world was crumbling in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it.
New York University had sent an email to inform me that my admission was withdrawn and my scholarship terminated on grounds of unruly conduct.
“I don't understand,” I mumbled confusedly, cleaning the tears from my eyes as I tried to understand what the email meant.
It was like thunder out of clear skies.
“No…no…no!” I repeated frantically, struggling to write a reply email with tears in my eyes.
“Oh
