Chapter 2

" When you think of memories you have made with friends those memories become treasures." I spend most of my best time with my friends. After horrible years of bully and rumours I was finally in a better place. But all those moments are in my memories now. Separating from them was the hard part. Those laughs we share, the time we all go out together and lots more. Its not possible to write everything down. They will forever hold a special place in my heart. When I think about those time I wish I could go back and live those moments back again. Some memories are gold but some are very dark. When we say remember those times, those golden times, we almost forget that there are dark moments between them also. And trust me those memories can haunt you very badly. They wont let you forget the pain, suffering you had at that time. When you think of those demons they bring all those insecurities that you had with them. And then you started to doubt yourself. I try to bury them deep inside me as much as I can. But sometimes it comes out.

Well one of my favourite memory from school was free period. I have a lot of favourite moments but this one falls in my top five. During free period me and my friends either go to student lounge or to the library. We go to the lounge with our books to study but instead we talk and laugh. We talk about different thing and from one thing to another that free period goes by. It would be the best forty minutes of our day. Just us, no worries, no tention nothing to stress about. And when we go to the library we talk or see the cooking books and say if we get the chance to eat one of those delicious food. Those were the best times. You don't have to worry about college or that we all are gonna separate after a few months. Now when I go through memory lane I only find happy moments with my friends and thinking about those, it brings a smile in my face. No doubt there are dark moments too but the happy once outnumbered them. After seeing me sad and depressed for past few years my parents were pumped with joy to see me happy. Smiling, going out with my friends, I was opening to them telling how my day was, all the time smile in my face. I wish if there could be a way to transfer my memories in laptop or memory card.

Having fun and making everlasting memories we never predicted the future. True that we promise to stay in contact with each other after 12 grade but deep down I thought will this stay like these after we go separate paths? Immediately I shook the unhealthy thought thinking maybe it's the bad past that giving me anxiety. But let me tell you this things never stay the same. I don't know if I was the only one who was feeling like that or it was something else. At last it's the family who stays with you. Help you with all your ups and downs and no matter what they will never leave you. And now when I think about those happy memories, it brings a smile but it also makes me sad. Pretending to be strong and make everyone think that you are a hardcore was quite easy for me, I mean there are numerous times I fooled people with my fake smile. I have a strange personality I mix up with people but I don't talk much. And few people made weird assumption based on that. They think a girl who have attitude, a girl who was bullied and wants everyone treat her specially. No, a very big no I am not like that. I never was like that. I don't know why some think like that. These days are very different from old once. You have to be work hard to fit in. To be someone different apart from yourself to fit in. And just by pretending you forgot who you were really are. People will often body shame you or taunt you. But you have to stay positive and do not let those harsh words get to you. I have been in these type of situation many times in my past and I try to stay calm and avoid there words. It's just the best way to overcome the situation.

As the days were passing and the last day of twelve was coming lose, all of us were sad and were not ready to say goodbye. We hoped time just went as slow as possible. But no one can control that. Time went by and it was time to say goodbye. Last day we cried, remembered the happy memories we made, clicking pictures to trap those last moments. Friends, teachers, those halls, student lounge and what not, each place holds different moments that we spend. Those golden treasures that will stay with us forever. We left promising that we all be in touch with each other. I gave the school the last look where I hold both bad and good memories, thankful that I did not change school after 10 and meet some of the best people for two years. Those two years will forever hold a special place in my heart. . After all ups and downs, rumours, dark past, back stabbing, to Shelly finding me, helping me to be a better person. Finding those golden friends, making memories I lived the best time with them. Finally I did it, I passed and showed everyone that I was so much more than a scared girl. I survived that horrible bully and what not. I am proud of myself.

But after passing 12 grade something change, something happen. And let me tell you it was just the beginning of the storm that I had no knowledge that was coming towards me.