My first memory of school is a huge building where kids around my size were packed together. Some children were running around and crying while I stood still. My mom was holding my hand and my dad was also standing around. Then I heard a strange noise which I later learned was the bell. We were all taken inside the classroom. My parents sat me down at a desk and said their goodbyes. I think they were hoping I wouldn't cry like some other kids. I did cry but only after they went in secret. I quickly wiped my eyes when the teacher came in. The next two years of my life were hell. She hated me and I despised her. I was a shy child and she a demanding person. She wanted me to speak more while I stayed in my own space. Gradually I did change, I made new friends and started talking a lot more.
Later on I discovered my love for singing and found I was quite good at it. I began taking part in local competitions and then I found it. The opportunity I had been looking for. There was a competition taking place which had three steps. One would be in my local area, the next part in another county and the final part in another country, UK. My friends and I decided to sing in a group and we won the first two parts. It was finally the day of the final part of the competition. We were all very excited. We sang. At the end when the judges called out the results we were sad because we heard that the third and second prize went to someone else. Then we heard it. Our names. We won! Adrenaline rushed throughout my body. As we went on stage to receive our trophies I was so shocked I couldn't even think. I never expected to win first prize in the final part as well as the first two parts. This incident really changed the way I thought about myself and the way my life was going changed a lot after this one incident.
My granny was always a huge part of my life. I knew that she had some type of cancer. She had this from when I was quite small. Everything was so sudden. I felt as if a part of me went with her. I smiled in front of everyone when I was completely shattered inside. I couldn't cry in front of them because I felt that if I cried everyone else might start crying. Every few minutes I would sneak away to be alone and let my tears roll down my cheeks. A few months after this was my birthday. It was on that day I realised how much of an effect this had on me. I was usually not very excited on my birthdays but this year I felt as if I didn't even want to face anyone. My mom always said that it was my granny who took care of me from the day she found out about me. I had never realised how important she was in my life until then.