Mayra's POV:Sometimes I'm happy, sometimes I'm sad but mostly, I'm anxious. In the 16 years of my life, anxiety has been a constant foe, disallowing me to enjoy the simple joys of life. But what tops it is anger. I have a temper that even my mother hates, I don't like being talked to rudely and I clearly don't let that go unanswered. "That's a nice way to say 'I don't know', you've wasted my precious time, girl-with-abnormally-large-eyes." Alright, I know I could've come up with a better reply but did I mention that my anxiety greatly influences my speech even when angry?But that's enough to make her angry. She raises a finger at me, gritting her teeth. But just when she's about to speak, I turn away and begin walking, not wanting to waste any more time. I look at my watch and realise there's only 10 minutes to eight AM. My footsteps pick up pace. I spot another group of students, freshers by the look
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