...I thought that college was a place of guidance and discovery, i thought that being in college meant that one was going to discover his or her purpose in life but it seemed like my case was different.
When I first stepped foot in my alma mater i was happy and i was so sure that i would discover what my purpose in life was whilst still partying and living the extrovert lifestyle i was known for in high school.
All those changed in my first two months, i felt choked and miserable but i comforted myself with the belief that i was still a fresher and with time i would get used to my new surroundings.
I was again proved wrong because in my second year things seemed to get worse, i unexpectedly became introverted and all my plans of living a perfect life seemed to wash away with this heavy downpour occuring now as i am writing this story now.
I did not make many friends except for my roomates, they were good people and they made life bearable for me but a part of me wanted more.
I remember an incident that happened during my third year, i was to make a presentation in front of the entire third year students and i thought that i was going to do well in it but of course i was wrong.
When i stood in front of those students, it was as if there was a million evil eyes focused on me and i prayed that the ground would open up and swallow me but my wish did not come through.
When i opened my mouth to speak no words was able to come out of it and i just stood there paralyzed and before i could recollect myself tears was already making it's way freely from my eyes.
The lecturer (who later became my mentor) came to my rescue and led me out of the lecture room to avoid more embarrassment.
Dr Smith (my mentor) wiped my tears and asked me to go home, she collected my number and promised to call me later.
To cut the long story short, she was responsible for moulding me and she made me discover hidden talents which i thought i never had like writing stories.
I was able to enjoy the remaining time left for me in college and during my graduation, i hugged Mrs Smith as tight as i could because if not for her i would have done something bad to myself.
I hope everybody going through confusion and sadness locates his or her own Mrs Smith, a wonderful guardian who guides lost souls like i was to happiness.
Hello @emeka002,
This sounds so personal. Just checking to make sure this is a story and not actually autobiographical. Please respond so we can curate.
You can tag @agmoore with the answer so the story doesn't get overlooked.
No it's not personal, it's completely fictional @agmoore.
It's actually what i intended, i wanted the story to sound personal @theinkwell
It worked! Very convincing
Thank you.
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This story is so convincing! Great job at pulling the reader in and taking the reader along on your (the narrator's) journey. You have incorporated very well the prompt word 'guide', both literally and functionally.
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