“Do you know that I’m going to America next year?” I bragged to my best friend.
“What? No Way! That’s sooooooo cool!” she shouted at the top of her lung.
If I can go back to that day, I wouldn’t bragged about coming to America.
I would’ve enjoy the time I have left with her.
In my imagination, United State seem to be very close to home.
But in reality I am 7,000 miles away from where I was born.
On the first day of school, everyone already knew each other
They’ve all made their own groups.
Who is going accept this new girl that doesn’t even speaks English?
No one.
I can always find some stupid excuses so I can avoid going to school.
After a year of forcing myself to adjust to this new environment,
I finally made my first friend.
It was the best day of my life.
She helped me went through the toughest part of my life.
I truly appreciate everything she did for me and this experience.
One Response to “Monologue”
i felt the same way when i went to high school on my first day. i was embarrassed by my English and everyone already had their own crowds. although i quickly made some friends, i still felt shy when i talked to them.