I crouched by the dusty shelf, searching through the litter of old school books in the rustic store. Except for the rodents that gladly played hide and seek; rattling passed the corners of the store, I had no other companion.
The serene neighbourhood felt like an abandoned graveyard as it was the first day of the new session, and students were off to school while workers to their workplaces.
I searched for the general studies books which I needed for my remedial class. I wasn't sure of so much, neither was I registered, however, it was eminent that I would repeat the school year.
Over the past few weeks, I had come to terms with my fate, readied my heart for the life I chose. I had cleaned my room, organized my closet. Here I was, like a determined lamb putting away my beloved fashion m
