It was a Thursday.
November 14th, the year two thousand and ten. A Thursday
“Run” my mind told me. I wanted to, but I couldnt. “Scream” my mind said louder. I wanted to, but I couldnt. “Bullshit!” my mind screamed at me, I had no word. Until my heart spoke up “Your’e better than what they think.” with that I forced a smile but I couldnt help it, hot wet tears rolled down my cheeks. I wanted to do nothing with it. I just wanted to get off the stage and just run. run and cry as hard as i could, just to let it out.
Its not that I wanted to leave that place just because of that. just because I felt that it was bias but because i felt that I didnt belong there, or I felt that I wasnt accepted. That I was never good enough.
Because honestly, you guys are just losing it.
…and now I always think to myself why did I even think that, that was the best school ever? ….
because now Ive finally realized that Ive been standing corrected. (well, actually i learned that seven years ago.)
