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Episode 3

I couldn’t wait for home time. Time is a very confusing thing. When I want it to go fast it goes slower than a snail. But when I want it to go slow, it goes fast.

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I wonder how many years it took Victoria, Lucifer, Alex, and Zaria.

“When will it be night-time?” I groaned.

“Same here” groaned my BFF, Annie.

“Why are you waiting for night-time?” asked my BFF Annie.

“Do not tell anyone, But, yesterday night something unusual happened. Let us meet up at the break in the library. There will be a logical explanation for what we saw”.

“Do you think we both got the same dream? If we are, do you think we are long-lost sisters or something like the one in the movie we watched.”

Before I could reply, the mathematics teacher interrupted our conversation. “Children,” she said with a little cough.

Maths was a pretty hard subject for me, theories are my favourite. But it keeps changing, one year I like social, the other English, sometimes science.

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But in 2nd grade, I was a big fan of maths. just because my teacher gave me a star. That day was the best.

I never really liked the subject because I never was good at it. I am improving in it though, but still not my favourite.

The shining blue star sticker ma’am gave was so pretty. I stuck it in my maths book, to remind me of this day.

But at the year-end, the sticker would not come out and I had to throw the book out so I tore the page with the star.

Eventually, I lost it. It was small so I did not lose it. It disappeared like Lucifer.

I focused my attention on the teacher. After the end of the class, I and Annie went to the next class.

It was science, an interesting subject. After that was social, easy.

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So, I and Annie decided to talk on a piece of paper. She wrote “Let us talk here.” We are pretty good at writing without seeing. We faced our heads towards the teacher and wrote.

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But then we had to write notes, so lunch break it is.

I was pretty naughty, at times. Fine, who am I kidding? I was always naughty.

Even as a kid I was very naughty and had a large appetite, I still do. I am also a fast writer. I remember a time as a kid

During LKG, wait I think it’s UKG. But who cares?

I was writing alphabets. I learned it earlier than my fellow classmates. I wrote it so fast that I even wrote it before the teacher wrote started writing the alphabet. And made a dive into my lunch box. The smell of food, yummy. I get sent an extra one because of my appetite.

When the teacher spotted me. I hid the lunch box. She asked for my notes and I handed them to her.

“Good. Neatly written.” ” What comes after the letter ‘M’?” she asked questionly, as she saw a part of my lunchbox.

“N,” I hid the lunchbox in my books and told proudly, as I knew the answer.

She started asking me questions and I answered them correctly time by time.

“What were you doing while I was writing me alphabets? “Asked my teacher.

I was taught not to lie to adults. So, I told “eating “clearly.

“Why was that”

“Because I was hungry, ma’am “

“Did you understand what I told you right now”

“Yes ma’am. I know all of it.”

She snatched my lunchbox. But i never gave up. I pulled with all my force. And proved i was stronger than the teacher.

The teacher had no idea what to do as i knew the alphabets. So she continued the class and I ate and wrote.

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After class, she informed my mum. Well, that was that. After class, she informed my mum. Well, that was that.

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