I was always brave. Nothing scared me. Well except roaches but that's besides the point. "Excuse me you are in my way." The voice of my beauty brought me out of my trance. Her voice was lovely. Her smell was addicting. Her face was alluring. Her lips were pink. I looked up and I got tongue tied. I've never been known to be a coward but that day, immediately I locked her eyes with her, I ran. 

Phew. It had been six years. Six years ago, I had left everything behind, going and moving on for a new change which I had found. I had traveled to New York City, to study more on children and I had ended up become a child therapist. It had been a painful pathway with my mum but

Mum had gone very early in the morning while I was still sleeping, leaving only me and my thoughts in the house. Regarding the white cream colored sturdy wall in the living room, I pondered idly on what I could use my time to do. In a moment of deciding on which series to watch, a pop from my phone signified me of a message notification. Timi💖 : Heyzz

At least I prevented the raining shouts and arguments that would have transpired between me and my mom but still, the distaste of Mondays was one thing I could never get rid off. I sometimes wonder why Monday to Friday was five days but Friday to Monday is a whole different story, short, too short that all I could think of is when next it would be Friday again. It was Monday only and I already felt the same.  The classroom was filled with stylus students, normal nerds wearing glasses and flaring uniforms, positioned at various ends of the class(majorly the front roll). They each had at l

Alone in the empty common room, my mind was far from being peaceful even with the TV playing at the far end of the large common room. Plastic chairs were scattered around the place, that it could be mistaken for a party. The different notebooks of lazy students lay  hopelessly on the tiled ground and I shook my head involuntarily. sigh, some students.