Why Me

A SHORT REQUEST FROM MY SIDE. AS THIS IS MY FIRST STORY THERE MIGHT BE SOME MISTAKES. SO I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND AND FORGIVE THE MISTAKES I MADE. YOU CAN FREELY POINT THEM OUT SO THAT I CAN DO BETTER.

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<<...So, I was swayed for a moment." His words were like bullets piercing my heart. I still could not believe what he was saying, I grabbed his shirt and asked with tears in my eyes, "What about the time... the time we spent together? What about everything we did together? What about..." He interrupted me as he made his shirt free from my hand looked at the side she was and said, "It was a time pass for me. Just look at her and look at yourself in the mirror. I love her. I missed her. I did not feel anything for you. I just played with you. Do you think a fatty like you deserves me? Ha-ha, did you really think I loved a hippo like you? ">>

Well, I am an ordinary girl. I do not know if a fat girl with no talent is called ordinary but I call myself ordinary. My name is Sarah Watson. Pretty name nah? But I have tons of names I am called rather than this. Many are indirectly insults and a very few are cute. I was totally an introvert. When I did not read Grade two and directly went to Grade three since that day I had almost no friends. Coincidentally, after I jumped a class, I had to put on the spectacles too due to my poor eyesight. Obviously till grade 1, I had a few friends with whom I played, I laughed and shared lunch. But after skipping one grade I was unable to talk to anyone.

I was a shy girl. Well the only time I had company was during lunch time as my mom packed me delicious lunch every day. I could not make any friends. No one ever noticed me. The so called girl friends always talked and laughed with each other. Once when I tried to be with them, they behaved as if I was a being a thorn there as if I was disturbing them. So after that I never tried. I was alone. They never shared anything with me. So, I always thought why is it me who is not in their friend circle? Why is it me who is ignored? Why me? Why??

I never went to school picnics because I would be alone. Obviously as a child I would have loved to go but I never did. I never went school the day after the picnic because I did not have courage to listen to their beautiful stories of picnic. I never let my parents know that I was a loner in school. They also did not know because in teacher parents meet the teachers always said that I do good in studies and do not speak much. But my parents did not think much maybe because they thought I was afraid of teachers, and also because I had good scores there were no complaints. So they did not think about it much.

My mom is a housewife and my dad is a businessman. They helped me in studies. My dad always made me focus on Mathematics. When I went home from school I love to spend my time with my sister (1 year younger cousin sister). Although she is younger than me she is beautiful and talented in many ways. Until I was in grade 1 we studied in same school. The school was near from our house but it was not so good although they taught well, there were no much of extra-curricular activities. So my sister's parents transferred her to another school which had better facilities. I jumped class then. As she was the only sister I had and she was like a friend to me and I loved spending time with her. But many times when I went to play with her she used to have phone calls from her friends. They talked for hours. Although my sister was better than me in many areas, the only thing I was jealous of her was because she had friends. I wished that at least I would have one friend with whom I can share my things, my feelings, to laugh with and to play with. When I was child I never fought with my sister.

My father was the eldest in our family and my sister's father was my father's younger brother. We had two aunts too. One was already married and one unmarried. We all lived together. Although we lived together we had different kitchens and my small aunt was with us. She ate with us, our laundries were done together, and everything was with us.

My sister was always forward in everything whether it be studying or sports or speaking or in beauty. Whereas me one the other side I... I did not learn so many things. I did not get even one certificate or medal for anything. For five years I spent my school life like that until one day. A news had circulated that new admissions will be done. Obviously this was done yearly but this time I had a motive.

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?-> WHAT DO YOU THINK, WHAT IS HER MOTIVE?

MUCH LOVE –AUTHOR

My only motive was to make a friend, at least one. So... so I asked my sister how to make friends as I had seen her talking and laughing with her friends for hours. It was a shame for me as I was asking my younger sister but the only person I could think of and I could ask was my sister. I thought she would react differently to my question but she did not say anything maybe because she knew I had no friends.

To my surprise she told me how to make a friend. She told me to firstly smile and tell "Hi" and introduce yourself. That was all. It was so simple. Was I stupid or dumb or a fool. But at one moment I doubt her advice. I doubted her because I always do that to my so called other friends. As soon as I see them I smile and tell "Hi" and they also smiled and replied "Hi". And that was the end, we did not talk much and I had no friends. So I did not take her advice so seriously.

The next day on my way to school I saw a girl on my school dress with six small kids with school dress going ahead of me. So I thought they were the new comers in our school. I knew that because my school was 15 min walk from my home and I knew who walked that path. So to my surprise when I went to class I saw that girl. I recognized her because she was short and a little fat but less fat than me. Her hair was black and silky which was on two braids. She was cute and beautiful.

So I remembered my sister's advice. Yesterday although I had doubted her advice, today I did not find anything I could do other than follow her advice. So, following the advice, I smiled at her and said "Hi". As she was new and my old friends were close to each other so she was sitting alone on another desk introducing herself to other friends.

Taking that opportunity, I went to her and asked, "Have you got a bench-mate?" Before asking this I had many thoughts going on in my head. I thought what if she said that she had another friend coming who would be with her. What if she said even if she did not have she would not like to sit with me? What if... Taking the risk I asked her and surprisingly she said "No, is it okay if I sit with you?" I was so happy and replied immediately "Yes." We sat together.

She told her name is Alice and I introduced myself to her. I told her I saw her on the way to school and asked if it was really her. I also said I had seen six other kids. She said she did not see me obviously because she was front of me. She said those kids were her brothers and sisters. Three of them were her siblings and other three were her cousins.

Then the class started. We also shared lunch. Her lunch was also delicious. Inside my heart I was so happy that I got one friend. I thanked my sister in my heart. I thought I would never let go of my new friend. But I was afraid if after few days she will forget me. Obviously as she was new she would talk to anyone. But maybe after few days will I be ignored again? Eventually I stopped thinking. Then on that day fortunately our house were near we went home together. We talked on our way about which school she came from and her reason. After returning home I told my sister I got a new friend. Although I was so happy I could not show my full expression because I thought she might think that I was being too much. At night, I thought about tomorrow and all those what ifs. I was happy but afraid. I was afraid if I will be alone again and the happiness was just for one day.

?-> WHAT DO YOU THINK? WILL SARAH BE ALONE AGAIN? HOPE YOU ALL ARE ENJOYING THE STORY. IF YOU HAVE ANY COMPLAINTS FEEL FREE TO TELL ME.

MUCH LOVE –AUTHOR

I went to school. I reached before Alice. I was thinking whether she will stay with me or not. All those what ifs came on my mind until she entered the class. She... she smiled said hello and sat with me. I was so happy. Then she was my only friend. And although she talked to others I thought she felt comfortable with me. Time passed on.

After a few weeks we had a test. I knew that the topper girl who is beautiful will again top this time. She had been topper since I jumped the class. She also helped me sometimes before but also we were not close. Then we had our tests. I did okay like always. On the result day everyone was shocked. This time the topper has changed. It was none other than Alice. I never knew she was a studious girl. Again I had different thoughts. As she is a topper now many of them started talking to her more. So I was afraid again to lose her. But she was always with me so I felt happy.

In our school we had to choose if we would go to dance club or music club. Obviously I loved to learn dance and as there were no girl from our class in music club I would choose dance. But unfortunately, the dance teacher had sent me to the music club one year ago. I was like banned from the dance group.

The reason was because two years before there was a huge program held in our school. Many students performed many things. So for the performance I was in dance. It was type of a couple dance. But due to less number of boys interested in dance I was forced to do the boy part. On that day I told my teacher many times I did not want to do the boy part so let my other friend, Tanie do it. But everyone in that group including teacher forced me to do. I felt why it should be me? That day I almost cried in front of everyone but I controlled my tears. But I cried alone at night in my home before sleeping. Obviously I was embarrassed because I was the only girl who would dance in a place of a boy. But I practiced dance because I knew no one would support me.

However unfortunately, on the day of the program I became ill and I did not go to school. I got many calls and no one was in home when the calls came. So no one picked up. I was in bed. I could not wake up. I felt worried for my partner whole day. I did not go to school the next day also, due to my illness. When I went school next day everyone scolded me. They thought I betrayed them especially my dance partner. So this was the reason that time my dance teacher sent me to music club.

So the new comers had to choose one club. One year I was alone girl from my class in music group. I learnt basics of piano. This year I did not want to be alone. Alice asked me which group I was in. I told it was music group. I thought she would choose dance group but she chose music group. I was so happy. Then after days passed she became my best friend. Because of her I got to be friends with other friends also. She also helped me in my studies. Then I also started increasing my scores. Her friendship was the best thing that happened to me. I started talking to others slowly. I also participated in some competitions although I did not win. Well my other friends even started calling me with the names like fatty and all and even started to tease me with guy friends' names. Whenever someone had to call me they called me with different types of names like fatso, fatty, hippo ... At first when someone called me with such names I was confused and got laughed at. But it had become a habit now. But Alice told me that she did not like the way people called me so only she called me with my own name "Sarah".