It was all a lie

so much zeal and zest.My hands had beco

front seat of the car.Probably reminding me for the hundredth time of h

for them,to me it was not,this was an opportunity to meet people with pow

ew was mesmerizing,the difference of looking it up

emove my luggage,my mum then looked at the backseat where I had

I touched the ground.It looked as if the students were in their class as no trac

historical drama,the floor tiles design was a wonder I

ay we saw the walls hung with portraits of past scholar's and

her.She held her dirty brown hair in a burn and she quickly adjusted her round rimmed glasses as she briefly ga

ot love expressing how he felt,gave me a halfhearted smile and a wave as this would have been my first time a

formal attires that we carried from home.She then directed me to my dorm which took me minutes to find as the dorm area was a very big building with different floors that had different letters and numbers.The dorm

mented each other.There were two beds besides each other and one side looked arranged and filled with

anized my uniform as I prepared to