My life was normal, simple and easy until one day I moved to another state. Things changed. From the beginning I lived with my family and still live with my family when I am a teenager. I didn't want to shift but had to.. I knew were going to change but didn't know that they will change in every way..

Hi I am Shivanya telling you story of how my life changed..

Like when we shifted here On the first day of my school I got to know how narrow minded people were here ... They differentiated between boys girls ..

In my class no girl talked to any boy in class and I was restricted too.. It was bearable until there were 12 to 14 in my class.. But of course how can it be so nice and normal.. School authorities suddenly thought that they should make a new section and divide students.. In which 8 of our girls went away and there were only 6 girls in our class(including me). I was so exhausted because of that I was a new student with a different mindset and girls were soo busy in themselves and I could not talk to a because If you are talking to a boy students in class will stare at you like you are talking to an alien or something. (you can't believe it right?).. But I still survived...

Then finally God sent me a helper our new class teacher Manashi mam.. She is my favorite teacher here. She was(is) smart, nice, sweet, loving, caring intelligent (she teaches maths) and Open Minded (unlike other teachers) .. I was (and still am) one of her favorite students... On the month she came (it was July) she made me class monitor for straight 4 months... (well 4 months weren't easy we'll get to it afterwards).. So as I said it was right after our summer vacations.. I made some friends (this place taught me that you can't be friends with everybody) I am a frank person though.. Thank to Manashi mam students in our class started talking (like girls and boys) ... (story starts now)

One a boy came to me asking for notebook.. and helped him and gave him my notebook he looked like a normal nice boy.. (he really wasn't you'll get to know)... His name was Villain (believe me he really is) .. Villain kept this up(asking for notebook) for some days.. and then one day he was copying notes from the black board.. Standing near the bench I was sitting.. And I asked him".... "

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