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A New Year
There I was, a princess in distress. Alone. Scared. With no one to come to my rescue. The only person I thought could save me was God. At that time, He was saving me. But I didn't know it. Here's when all this madness started.
It was a normal day in my castle. Everything was the same, that is until the King and Queen greeted me. That's when my worst nightmare had come to life.
You see even though I was a princess, (and a rather great one, just saying) I had still attended school. The King and Queen thought this "learning" stuff was supposed to be good for me. Apparently they don't know much at all because "learning" didn't do anything for me but take up my time and make my head hurt like something was beating against my head. Anyways I had always gone to a small school. Everyone always seemed to know everyone unless someone was new to the school, but everyone got to know them quite quickly. I had been with my friends since (how it seems to me) the beginning of time. But then that horrible day, perhaps the most horrible day in history, had arrived, and was beginning to change everything between me and my friends.
"Public
School!" I exclaimed in an angry/nervous kind of a way. "But
why?"
"We
think that you'd be better off there," my parents told me over and over
again.
"Better
off!" I exclaimed once again. "How can I be better off leaving my
best friends? No they're not my friends, they are more like family
to me," I said with a slightly weaker voice. "Yes family," I said
now in a soft whisper.
My eyes watered, tears sprang out of my eyes. The tears trickled down my cheeks and hit the floor. I had never cried as much as I did then.
No one understood how I felt. I felt alone, and scared. But it seemed like no one seemed to care how I was feeling. Though, when I cried they asked me what was wrong, but I just shook with weakness and fear. They knew what was wrong. They just didn't want to upset me anymore than I already was. They gave me advice, but my hard head kept me from listening to them.
What was a princess like me, supposed to do in a public school anyway? From what I had heard, the teachers were horrible, mean and were there not to teach but to make your life miserable. And the kids there were also horrible, perhaps even more horrible than the teachers. The kids made fun of you for any possible reason they could. And they would especially pick on the new kids, no matter how important you are.
At last, the day came. The day that was supposed to be the worst day in my life. I rubbed my red burning eyes hoping that no one could tell that I had been crying earlier that morning.
Slowly and cautiously I approached the door to the school, knowing it would be the most horrible day ever, but I was wrong. It was not horrible at all. Maybe a little off, but definitely not horrible.
I had already begun to make lots more friends. The only thing I didn't like about first day was that the more friends I made, the more I thought of my old friends, and the worse I felt. Luckily something wonderful happened.
One of my friends from my old school was in the same classes as I was. We were both scared to come to this school, but we helped each other get through the day. At the end of the day, my friend walked up to the Queen with a huge smile on her face. "God must have put us here on purpose," she said. I never did forget those words. I remember those words when I am upset and feeling sorry for myself, and think of how God must have done certain things for certain reasons.
Then I realized it was not going to be so bad going to this school. I was making friends, and the teachers were great. In fact, if my old friends were at this school with me, it would be perfect. Although, I was silly to believe my old friends about what they had said about this school, for none of what they had said was true. They had said everything would be horrible for me and that I would regret going to this school, but everything was fantastic and I don't regret it all.
I had cried for no reason. All those tears were wasted. I cried over something so small, for so long. I cried only because it was going to be a new year.
There
I was, a princess in distress. Alone. Scared. With no
one to come to my rescue. The only person I thought could save me
was God. At that time he was saving me, and now, I know that.
© 2006 Katelyn Stephens
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