You must remember every scar

YOU MUST REMEMBER EVERY SCAR

You must remember every scar .....is a story I figure out of inspiration and come to think about it.......its true....that everyone must 

     I still have more to say on that......

I was 11 when I moved from my town to the city. My Aunt and Uncle run a school. I was in going to my second year of high school. I wasn't very fluent at speaking English but I understood perfectly. I was leaving a town where my I was popular, and families and friends loved me.

It wasn't easy to communicate and I had to learn alot. My parents could not be compared to my new classmates because their standard of living was much higher. This was the first hit on my self esteem. They had done many things I had not done and they were proud of it.

The most difficult was their way of life. The way they joke, communicate was totally different so as a person that was very outspoken I became quite. The fact that I was totally different from them made me an easy target to pick on and yet I had no one to talk to about my problems.

It was a boarding school so I had to live with their insults everyday. I lost my self esteem, the image of who I was, I became extremely shy unless when angry, I became sensitive and I always saw myself as lower than them. It was hard and I couldn't even tell my parents about it. I had to survive on my own. I was someone that loved answering questions, acting and being involved in everything around me. I loved being important. But I lost all this in one go. I learnt later on around the time I was in senior year that they actually didn't mean to be like that. That was how they lived their lives and I only misunderstood because of the feeling of being lower than them because they were rich.

I realized this too late , when I had changed too much and became self centered.

These scars will forever be there but I'm more confident now and I am still discovering myself.

It was a great opportunity moving to the city because I learnt alot and I also became a better me in another way by staying there for all those years.

I don't regret it and I love that it's now part of my story.

        We will cont'd next time