Against all odds : Courage to carry on

I had just finished my literacy lectures and the only thing I could remember from that class was walking into the class, sitting down, and now walking out. Anything the lecturer said didn’t even get to me. I was exhausted physically, emotionally, and mentally. I had been thinking about what was going to happen to me ever since I discovered the news last week. I had not been myself since last week and even my roommates, Jess and Lisa could notice that something was different with me. They had asked me last night and this morning what was wrong but as usual, I smiled and told them I was fine. At this point I was still unsure of what to do so I just kept the news to myself for now and tried to figure it out on my own. I walked absent-mindedly through the hallways of ASU, Arizona State University, my dream college. It had always been my dream to attend that university and now that my dream was now a reality, the news I had discovered last week had come to steal that joy like a thief in the night. This dream that I had had sleepless nights for and had sacrificed my social life for had now turned into a nightmare. I have not slept since I found out and I had been restless throughout the entire day. I had just finished the last lecture for the day and I was so relieved to be heading back to my dorm which was a few minutes walk from my lecture hall. I was also so grateful for that. I got to the front of the dorm. The grey painted five story building stood before me. I sighed in relief as I admired the building once more. The huge glass doors were shut tightly before me as usual. I opened my hand bag and searched frivolously for my key card. After a minute of searching, I found it. I smiled at the security before placing my card on the sensor that was on the right side of the door. I stood as I watched the huge doors open and I got in. The ac in the building hit me like a wave of breeze. I breathed in relief that I was only a few minutes from my bed. My room was on the last floor which was the only thing I didn’t Like about the dorm. I walked towards the elevator and waited as it ticked from three to ground level. The metallic doors opened and I entered. I quickly realized I was the only person in the elevator. In the elevator, it had mirrors for walls. Usually I’d take out my phone and take a mirror picture but this time, I stared at my reflection and held my belly. A single tear drop threatened to fall from my eyes . “You can’t cry Hannah” I told myself “You have to be strong in order to overcome this” saying this, I sighed and turned my attention back to the elevator. Just in time , it got to my floor. I stepped out and turned right. My room was number 300. I scuffled around again in my bag for the key to my room. This time it was right in front of my phone. I opened the door and saw the room exactly how I left it, neatly arranged. My two roommates were not back yet. Our room was not big but it was also not a cubicle. It had just enough space for the three of us to move about. Our Clothes were all neatly arranged in the wardrobe on the right and our boxes were kept on top of the high wardrobe. The kitchen was not luxurious but it could accommodate two people at a time. All our kitchen and cooking utensils were neatly arranged. The bathroom was also comfortable. It had a long wardrobe that was hung directly above the sink which accommodated everyones' skin care products. Our beds were arranged horizontally facing the door of the room. Each bed signifies the owners personality. Mine was plain. Jessica’s bed had a lot of plushies and stuffed animals with pink coverings and pink stickers hung on the wall directly above her bed while my other roommate Lisa, had a lot of dark and gloomy coverings with little to no designs in the coverings and no stickers above her bed. The room had enough space for tables and chairs. Each of us brought our own set In case we did not want to study outside. We arranged it at different locations in the room. As much as we love doing things together, reading together was not an option so, therefore, everyone had their own personal space. My eyes swept the room to be sure none of them were back . I dropped my bag on the table and went in to the toilet. I closed the toilet seat and sat on it. I took in a shaky sigh that threatened to turn into tears. Sunshine peeked through the little window in the bathroom and a ray of it's light touched my leg. I sighed once more. Removing my worn out sweater and joggers, I was left only with my singlet and shorts. I also pulled out the socks I had on. While pulling it out, I realized I had two completely different socks on. *Tsk* I breathed as I hit my hand on my head "How could I be this careless" I asked myself again. "Anyway, the classes are over". I walked around the bathroom a bit trying to ‘unstress’ myself. I looked at the drawer and stretched my hands to open it. I stretched my hands once more into the now opened drawer and picked up the slender packet that was in a bigger case. As I was about unboxing the item…… *BAM* the door to our room was opened loudly and loud voices were heard. It was the voice of my two roommates.