Until I was two I was happy. I danced around the house. I sang silly song's. I enjoyed life. Then I was old enough for school. I was really glad that I finally got to go at school. My first day at school was a really funny happening. It was January and the new term started from August but I insisted to join school that very day. I even cried to go to school in the end even the school management gave in.
The first two years after that are a blur. I do remember though that I did not have any friends. I still went to school though. I was a bright child who loved to learn new things.