Yes. It's my new home

I will not say that I always have faith in myself. In my first few months in high school, I was very sensitive and diffident as a new student. There were a lot of them who already spent time in this school for middle and, even, primary school. The already established tight relation bond, which made it difficult for me to join any of the group.

There were a large assignment in my first month’s English Literature class. It was a presentation, kind of like a self-introduction. I was not nervous about this, pouring my heart out when listing all of my personalities that I feel comfortable to present.

Surprisingly, my teacher Mr. X really loved my presentation. He commented that “Quite stunning. Rational and artistic. So happy to have you with us.” 

Admittedly, I love writing. But no one has ever gave me a compliment so high as Mr. X did. I guess he said “happy to have you with us” to many students. But as an interloper here, I started to feel like I belong here.