What’s Something I left Behind In The Past?
My school days were amazing.
When I peek at my childhood, the memories of my school stand out. Located on the outskirts of the city, it was my second home. Still basking in its glory, its building is reminiscent of the great time I had there.
A place where I learned to speak my mind, structure my sentences, and visualizing my imaginations. Respect was taught like another important subject.
Exceeding the quota of the books per week and bribing a friend to use her card instead, I was on a mission to read all the available literature in the school library.
Full of fun and laughter, time flew in the blink of an eye. The monotonous morning assembly, the boring language classes, and the dreadful examination season are now a thing of the past.
I may have graduated from there, but everything associated with it has permanently got a fixture in my heart.






