grade school

My entry into the elite batch of section one during my elementary days is still shrouded in mystery.  While it is true that all my classmates were the brilliant, superior kind, it is therefore understandable for them to be there.  It is not tradition but grades mattered.  Not only were my classmates the studious type, they are also clean, prim and proper.  They looked better, handsomer, prettier, what more can be asked for.  They had the looks and the intelligence.  There was no way for them to fall.  Their projections meant success already.   They can even challenge the gods of luck and they would still succeed.  There was one thing which Section One had one thing in common for its members, they had the charms and they were leading a charmed life.  As for me, I personally do not have charms, except when I got it belatedly during my…

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Posted on October 17, 2015, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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