I sat on my bed, chewing my pen, my mind absolutely blank. But, this time there was no running away. I would fight it till I got it right. I remembered the days when I would hide and cry. Every time I faced a problem, I would get stressed and my old stomach ache friend would return. Whether it was a bossy bully or a troublesome fight at school I could never fend for myself, I would always get insecure. I used to be bullied a lot at school because I was considered plain looking and a nerd.
After a lot of changes, a new school, new true friends who loved me for who I was, I realised this dull, insecure, easily teasable girl was’nt the real me. I was talented, a born leader and most importantly a fighter.
“Honey, did you finish your homework?” mom called out, interrupting my thoughts. I sat up! I got it! The cube root of 2197 is 13. I know how to deal with stress and that is what makes me stronger.
Maitreyi Sundar, VII, Sishya
