Days Upon Christmas

One blustry winter afternoon, I was walking into school. It was supposedly like an other normal day. Then a call for me over the loud speaker, of course I could barely hear it. I was in with the Co-Ed cheerleaders. I had an interesting talk with them. Then I had to pack and leave for a memorial.

Those were some of the toughest years of my life. I had never been so humiliated and tortured by guys. Some did know what I was going through, yet others just thought I was going to leave them. Well, that was not easy for me either.  Meant I  would have to take my finals early. I had been studying the whole last two weeks and could say I was prepared. Even though they gave me longer.