The Untold Truth

The story has no endings. Out of no where, it started. Harold entered the class. It all started with numbers. With the increasing tense as each days goes by, he has no idea on how to move on. The steps to be taken in the future seemed just blur, but it was not fading away, for he has Liz. The saga commenced a month plus ago. At a small pavilion. Liz came with pale red and straight cuts. The day was his happiest of all. Though the answer was beating round the bush, he knows deep in her heart, it showed no sign of reservation. "Praise The Lord!" he said to himself.

Days went by much better than before. Though to meet is kinda hard at times, they both made endless efforts to it. And of course, they did made it lots of times. The holidays ended and the first weekend came with happiness and sweet memories. Looking back, it was a de ja vu. They laid in each others' arms. The feeling portrays warmth in a cold desert. Camels were around but they were not interrupting. In short, they made it! It remained an untold truth to everyone. The sense of repeating beats around in Harold's heart again. Liz might not make it. The sense of fear flooded again.


The Island of Fear faded as the truth unfolds

Harold spotted his name on the list. The points printed were not too bad after all. He managed to place himself in among the excellence. "Thank you Lord, You certainly helped in every inch of my life" he prayed. Liz was happy for him. Their relationship were challenge at times but it actually makes rooms for improvement.

Lessons went on...