Prologue

It's 12:46 Am and I am still awake watching the spinning of the ceiling fan counting its movement. My sleep was stolen by the heaviness in my heart. I felt troubled and many thoughts were racing in my mind, the wound in my heart was old yet so fresh I was lost in reverie. Care to find out? Flip through the pages of my DIARY, don't just flip read with an open mind.

I smile when I remember those moments but that smile soon fades when I remember how those moments ended due to egoism, self centered ness, selfishness, immaturity, and inconsiderateness on my own part at that time. Life they say is a teacher, and mistakes tend to mould us into being better versions of what we were. Indeed I have learnt from my mistakes, how I wish life was a VCD player so I could rewind and better the wrongs I have done. I was in a state of emotional turbulence. Teenagers make a lot of mistakes in their teen. I was not left out too. Sorry for holding you in suspense.