HAVE YOU EVER HEARD A GARDEN FILLED
WITH THORNS? WELL THIS ACTUALLY WHAT IT
MEANS. A GARDEN OF THORNS all around me!”.
Be able to debate your doubts and those of
It hurt to love someone and not to be loved in
return but what is actually more painful is to
love someone and never find the courage to let
that person know how you feel.
Just as a saying says ;- People change
friends leave and
things go wrong but just
remember that life goes on.
Not only that it’s true that we don’t know what
we have until we loose it, but is also true that
we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it
Well am Angela Scott, people around me call me
Ange’, am funny and talks a lot, am only sweet
sixteen, am an orphan i grew up all through my
life in a street, without anyone to call a family
nor true friend, i was just on my own although i
have passed through lots of people both the
good and bad ones.
I’ve always feel rejected all through my life, but
then their’s something Angela can do perfectly, i
guess that my talent DANCING.
..You think its easy to dance like Angela? It’s not
easy! There is no dancer like Angela in the whole
of Canada, funny right? Well Angela doesn’t
dance for joy, i only do that to earn some money
to feed myself, get more cloths and be in school
am actually a bar dancer, too bad right? but
believe me am not a prostitute and i can never
be one but unfortunately people see me as one,
gosh! .. The most important thing in life is one’s
dignity i really have lots to achieve in life that’s
why i never have interest in prostitution. Respect
is reciprocal so respect is not demanded but
Glad I’ve got a scholarship at Royal academy, i
was glad about that but too sad, The school is
actually fill with lots of wealthy and arrogant
students. I’ve always believe that all rich kids
are so arrogant, rude and spoilt brat you know, i
felt so bad been in that school as the only poor
girl, i guess only 5% of the students are poor and
am just one of them. Well Funny enough i fell in
love with Chris Peterwerth, A son of a very rich
business baron in the country, He’s dad owns a
lot of large industries in the country and his
mom a barrister. I guess Chris is a player
because he don’t actually have a steady
girlfriend, or i should say he has lots of girlfriend
at once. I always steal a glance at him during
sports,club days, unfortunately he’s my senior
we’re not from the same class, he’s tall,so cute,
handsome and having this charming smile that
can melt ones heart, well enough of that
description i don’t want you to fall for him. One
thing i like most about Chris is his dream of
becoming a musician, he’s already an upcoming
artists because he has lots of people to sponsor
him into music. How did you see? a musician and
a dancer, isn’t that gonna be a perfect match. I
had no close friend at Royal Academy everyone
seems to be avoiding me just because am simply
an orphan and a poor girl. oh poor Angela!
I have danced to the full at the bar, parties, i
never miss any grand party in town i dance their
and am been paid for, to get myself necessary
things, life has not been that easy but am still
happy about it.
Well another morning to start a new day, i stand
in front of my mirror and smiled to herself, i
quickly say a simple prayer,took my bath, brush
my teeth and packed my long dark hair in
ponytail. I just apply a simple make up and was
already in my uniform, i picked up a red
sleeveless top and my blue crazy jeans trouser
and put it in my bag because immediately after
school i will branch to club with my dancing
team to dance. um.. no breakfast cox i gat
nothing to eat but am thinking of having lunch
later at the school cafeteria, i have to order for
cheap things or for something my money can
afford. Well am done with putting on my socks
and black sneakers am off to school! looking so
beautiful, am not bragging or been too proud but
am just beautiful and wonderfully made but i
wonder why Chris never look at me even for
once?? poor me! when will Angela gonna be
loved by the one she so much love.
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*AT ROYAL ACADEMY**
I stopped at gate and breathe through my mouth
then smile a bit, everyone was busy, some
students were coming in group gisting while
walking to the class, some just drive in and
packed their car, well a black SUV just passed
me, i guess that my first love Chris, the one i
love him so much, i slowly walked to the park
where his driver parked the car and he came out
looking so stunning.
”i just love this guy,” i smiled to herself. But then
some of his cheap girls quickly ran to his arms
and gave him a warm morning kiss.
” i just hate that,” i mumbled to myself and
I walked upstairs to the class and sat down
alone, i really want to make new friends in that
school but everyone is turning me down including
the girls the thought am too poor or local for
them even thou am beautiful than them, they
actually thought money is everything..
The classes ended and i was so lonely and bored
without anyone to talk to, i quickly went to use
the toilet outside and hurriedly came to carry my
bag, i checked the cloths i put inside but
couldn’t see it, the bag was empty only few of
my books are in their.
”who the hell took my cloth form my bag? i
yelled so furious at the whole class, all eyes
were on me and i felt a little bit shy but then a
heard a voice form behind.
”i did, and what were you doing with these cloths
you prostitute”, someone said sounding so
I can tolerate any kind of insult but i won’t
tolerate if anyone dares to call me a prostitute i
quickly turn to look at the stupid person that has
the guts to call me a prostitute and was
shocked by who i saw..
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