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* Follow and focus on your own path regardless of others opinions. *
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------ Mira ------
I couldn't sleep as I just kept thinking about Joseph's words and why he said that. I wish I had my phone I would have checked the group chat to find out but well, I didn't.
So I remained in the dark.
Due to my lack of enough sleep all night, I got large eye bags under my eyes the next day... Not only this, I also felt very tired and exhausted...
My stare was blank and my heart ached a lot...it really hurts.
After freshning up and washing my clothes, I packed up and went downstairs.
As, I woke up earlier than usual, breakfast has not yet been prepared, I met up with, Nanny Jenny on my way out.
" Good morning, Nanny Jenny! " I said hugging her.
" Morning, dear. How was your night rest? " She asked gently as I pulled away from the embrace.
" It was okay... " I lied.
" It doesn't seem like it though. " She said staring straight at me.
For a moment, I felt like she was staring straight into my soul.
" Well... "
" It's okay, Mira. Just know that I am here for you dear, it doesn't matter what it is just know that I am here for you. "
" I know... Thanks... " I forced a smile. " I'll be heading to the orphanage now, nanny.. " I told her.
" Why don't you stay for breakfast before you go? "
" I am really sorry, nanny but I won't be able to. Maybe some other time. " I denied her politely.
" But ---- "
" I have to go now, Nanny... Bye. " I waved at her as I walked out of the house.
With the sling bag strapped around my shoulders, I walked out of the building. The moment, I got to the streets, I couldn't help but stare back at the mini mansion with longing in my eyes.
This was the house I frequented almost on a daily basis during the last two years and for the first time, I had to leave unhappily.
I still can't believe that our two years of friendship might end due to this misunderstanding.
It hurts a lot to realize this.
I really wish I had a way of reviving our friendship but I have got no ideas.
Even without seeing the post on the group chat, I could already feel that it was something that incriminated me more to the crime I didn't commit.
Realizing that the friendship that took months to build might come crashing down in just a few days...
Just when I had just started living, everything just had to come crashing down like that...
Why? Why did this have to happen to me?
Why?
Just when every thing was going well, this just had to happen, why?
Why can't heaven be fair to me?
Why do I always have to suffer like this every single time?
Why?
Not only did I lose both my parents at a very young age, I also lost all my rights to the properties they left behind... I had to live in a substandard orphanage like the other orphan's despite being a billionaire's daughter once.
I managed to gain a scholarship to study in a prestigious school... And that's where I met Joseph.
I always thought that meeting him was one of the best things that happened to me.
I guess it was.
To be honest our meeting is what I can term as magic.
Why because....
As a poor orphan studying in a school owned and attended by rich students, I felt lost.
While, my fellow classmates were being brought to school by branded cars, I only trekked to school on a daily basis since I had no money for taxi.
During break time, while my classmates went to the canteen to purchase expensive lunches, I stayed in my class to munch my bread and milk I usually get from the orphanage every morning.
It was hard studying among rich folks when I wasn't.
It always made me remember my parents and recollect how much fun we had then and how happy I was back then.
Most times, I found myself thinking of how good my life would have been if my parents didn't have to die in that car crash which was obviously plotted by my uncle.
It hurts really...it does.
Most times, I suffer from hunger... Which is probably expected since I lived in a very strict orphanage home where there are set down rules.
According to the rules, I should always get back home before 4pm. But you know, most times I find myself being unable to follow this rule since my school closes at 4 and trekking back to the orphanage from school usually takes 40mins.
So well... I often got there later resulting in me being punished.
I always tried to make them understand but failed.
Anytime I tried to defend myself, I only end up being blasted.
As many of my fellow mates were envious of me, they often find ways to make me feel bad.
Their words always managed to cut deep into my soul.
And well you know, there's always no one I could talk to about this feelings so I could only swallow them up.
And you know, swallowing up feelings is never a good choice as the feelings become piled up and becomes very big which could lead to depression.
And yeah, I became Depressed...
Very Depressed.
Then, not only was I suffering from Depression, I was also suffering from malnutrition.
It was during that time I met, Joseph.
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