With that thought she went back to the memory of her very first day of
high school. “Well what’s your name?” the pregnant choral director
asked. Softly she said, “My name is Nature.” Almost the room filled
with snickers and the whispers, until she started to sing; the room
fell silent and the wonder bread faces exchanged looks of
astonishment. After she knew her section in the choir she took her
seat surrounded by ghostly personalities. The bell finally rang and
she grabbed her things as quickly as her hands could move, she fumbled
and dropped things in her nervous attempt to leave quickly. Nature
looked around to see if anyone was watching her, and how awkwardly
clumsy she had been. She hurried out of the class excited, afraid and
nervous all in one.
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