Well, on the first day of another school is of\-

course a new fresh start for me, no old friend, no

more of the old memory I thought to myself. I am

very very very happy that I could hear my heart

pounding inside, since it’s the first day I went early

like half an hour before class. Outside the school, I

see a very big wall which hides all the building in

side from being seen and there are trees outside the

school looking really gloomy with the dark green.

Then I arrive, without thinking too much, I go

through the gate which is as tall as a tree occupied

by a very old security guard, he has a beard on, big

face and big body looking like delinquent. He’s so

scary, I run pass him quickly. While looking back, I

see the school is huge which can be calculated as

three to four times of my old primary school. There

are five campuses which four of them are orange

and one of them is white located in all the four di

rections and a field in the middle near the in

ternational flag. I keep wandering around to find a

person to ask. But no one was around at that time, it

looks like a rural place where no one ever come. I

also afraid to ask the scary guy waiting at the gate.

So I waited, until a girl shows up with the school

uniform and a hand bag passing the gate, she looks

really pale. As soon as she passed the gate, she

locks her eyes on me and she is walking to my direc

tion. She looks at me really gloomy. I couldn’t move,

I thought “she wouldn’t harm me, maybe she’s just

like me lost and want to get the direction here.” As

she’s walking closer, I can see she has two buns on

her head, but it doesn’t make her cute nor pretty,

because her face is really pale paring with a dark cir

cles under her eyes which give her a very sleepless

look,

she’s walking toward me slowly with a pair of

her small non muscle legs. I think to myself “Is she

sick or something, maybe I should help her out.”

Right after I wanted to help, she grins at me and

stares at me as she’s moving closer. “(cough cough)

Hey, Are you looking for your classroom?” She’s

talking with her hoarse voice. She smiles at me as I

nervously say “yes”. “Are you okay? You look really

pale” I stand up and ask her with my curiosity and

want to offer her my help. She avoids my eye con

tact and shakes her head, she says“I’m used to it”.

Then she walks out of here. Suddenly she stops

and say quietly “follow me”.

Question: why did she say follow me? And what did she mean by “I’m used to it”?

Let me know in the comment below.