I was 12 and studying in 7th grade. In the middle of the semester,
I was un-riotously transferred to a new boarding school
the
reason
to be away from home
to get away from my father. You might
be curious about this, but I am not surprised because it is only me
who knows his secret.
Being transferred in the middle of a semester is really cruel. I
have to get used to new classes and a new dorm that does not feel
like home, and the worse part is, the new bed that Im sleeping on,
who knows how many people slept on it before me.
I feel really lonely here. I dont really have any friends except
one. We like to sneak out and play at the playground behind the
school. For years there has been this rumor floating around that
there used to be a pool here, where children used to swim during
the weekends, but was closed. The rumor is its because a kid
drowned!
Do you believe in this old schools tale?
I know a secret and if you promise not to tell anyone, I will tell
you
