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Fresh start

"I am going to get in Oxford"

"I am going to get in Oxford"

I chanted this again and again while writing everything down to manifest it. Yes,I have tried to get Oxford University scholarship and now after all those exams and interviews here i am waiting for the email to pop up .

I look over my siblings who were just running around for a piece of chocolate.I would have too ,if  I was not freaking out.

"Sisterrrrrr"Ezekiel,my 8year old brother cried ,I looked away from my laptop and shot a glare towards Oriana,She is thirteen and very pretty."For god's sake ,can you both just shut up,i am freaking out and all you both can see is a chocolate ? Oriana give him back his chocolate "

"But .."I cutted her words with my glare . Suddenly an email popped up.I inhale to calm down my nerves and proceeded to click on it.Yes it is from Oxford.

I bit my bottom lip and gulped down while holding my tears .

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"Keep it up ,sweetie "My father hugged me with a  smile which was more hiding his sadness .

"It's not like ,I am going away forever ,why these much tears"I shook my head at my family.

My mother who was wiping her tears constantly with her handkerchief,My father who was holding up a smile since we left for the airport which was now breaking up and now I can see the tears flowing from his eyes and Oriana's cry is attracting everyone attention here .

And here we go with Ezekiel "Good try brother" I know he is going to cry the most after reaching home .

"Oriana,will you please stop crying like my plane is going to crash." Oops! I said it out loud and got the attention of everyone who were saying their farewell to their people.

Everyone's glare was not enough that my mother slapped me on my shoulder and said,"Shut your mouth if you can't speak nice"

"I will not go ."I deadpanned.

"What ?" They all said in a sync .

"It's only half'n hour left and I am still standing outside the airport " I sighed and they let me go after so much crying.

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"Excuse me?Can you please shift your feet a little " I sat on my seat after doing all the checking and those tired stuffs.

I may a sound little poor if I say that I have never travelled in plane before and I am getting to Oxford not because my father is rich like Bill gates,only because I was intellectually rich and manage to get it's scholarship otherwise there was not even 10% chance of me getting there.

I just can't believe i did it ,i did it after so much scolding, depression,hardness .But now all i can feel is little excitement,I am not in bliss,why ?I want to be ,I want to dance but I just can't feel like dancing.

What do you expect Destiny,after getting trauma ?I laughed at my question which made me earn a glare from the lady who is sitting beside me.

Now, Now,Now it's not time to think of sad things,Come on ,it was your dream,Now you too can live aesthetically.You got the most aesthetic University.

I take out my phone and typed my mom a message,"Ready to fly" and then switch it to aeroplane mode .

I am not feeling sad for leaving them , maybe for my siblings little,but I am doing this all to give them a better life , right? Sorry but I don't feel like crying when I am going away from you mom and dad  because....I don't even know why.

Maybe  you should have tried more .

Any better choice than Oxford?, because I don't want them  to say .....

"Excuse me miss" I shifted my feet a little to let the guy go ."Sorry "

"It's okay"I glance back at that guy but he was already walking towards his seat .

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"When they are going to pick me up ."I pouted while checking my phone again.I can't wait to go see around,this airport is even bigger than my city's airport with all the people walking here and there with their British accent and beautiful face.I look over at a girl or maybe a lady  who was  wearing a mini white skirt , with a white shirt tugged in ,her black coat hugging her body making her look like those dominating female leads .

I widened my eyes when she approached me ,"Miss Destiny, right ?"

I stood up and shaked her hand with a professional smile ,"Madam Olivia ,pleasure to meet you"I stare in her ocean like eyes and locked my eyes at her blonde hair . Gorgeous,is the only thing I can say to her.

"Pleasure  is all mine dear."I smiled and she signalled me to move forward inside the car.

I was informed about Madam Olivia but she looks more beautiful in real , like awesome.

I started walking outside with all my luggage dragging behind me ,crowd of people moving around,chit -chat of ladies, people on call and a mother hugging his son after his arrival, couple kissing each other and a boy with a cream colour sweat shirt, brown hair got all my attention.

He is that guy from aeroplane.

"Miss Destiny,watch out ." I nearly stumbled but balanced myself before getting into the car.

"Madam Olivia ,I will get in my dorm room right now ?"I asked as I watch her sit beside me .

She signalled the driver to start the car and then looked at me ,"Yes dear, don't worry it's nearly midnight but you don't worry,i will get all your things done,are you hungry?"

Well I am , but I will just eat whatever snacks I have after reaching my room,"No but thankyou for all your help Madam Olivia."

"No worry,dear"I looked outside the window where Madam Olivia was sitting and saw that Brown hair boy talking with a man ,his back was facing me and his elbow resting on the car. He was about to turn around and yeah...

"Are you okay?"Our car moved from there .

"Hh?No .no I am okay ,I was just looking around"

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A young writer, who is also a student, and wants to show the world that Writing and storytelling is a gift god gives to the bless ones. I want you guys to help me continue my this passion because passion grows when there's stability when you aren't anxious about your survival. And i want all of you to believe that Everything works out. Universe is aligning everything in our favour. You ought to win and have a peaceful life.

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