As a student in one of the schools in my town, I need to study my lessons well, wake up early in the morning because i still have my siblings to tend to. I cook breakfast and prepare their school uniforms. After they left home, I take a bath then go to school. At school all the students who are rich never talk to me, maybe they think that i don't exist. But i put that away from my mind. I greeted them with respect but it seems that they don't like to be greeted by me. Even my cousin who's my classmate treated me like that. It's like I don't belong in that school. I feel so bad and hurt. I don't know why, or maybe because i'm just a poor nobody. I have a friend who asked me, why do my cousin and her friends treat me like that, and i said I don't know. Being in high school is like a humongous problem to me. If not for the sake of education i will never go to school. I still have my friends, but i want all my classmates to be my friends. Sad to say that they don't like to be. When I was in 4th year high school ( 10th grade today) it's the same drama again. Same sentiments. it's even hard to participate on our school events because I'm so shy,and I'm ashamed that i would be bullied. Yeah it's kind of hard to feel like an outsider. I was so envious with my classmates who gets along with each other. In our school majority of the students are rich or can afford in life, and few of us are poor or can't even afford a new pair of shoes. It is in the thinking of the students that if you're poor you're a low level person, you're good for nothing. It hurts and it sad to feel that. The most hurtful experience is prom night. Of course i was left out because I can't afford to buy a new dress or an outfit for that evening. I wore my worn-out skirt and a worn-out blouse. I felt so embarrassed and i can't even look my classmates in the eye. Why would I go to that event? It is because the attendance was needed. And that drama goes on until I graduated. Those experience when I was in high school? Well now, I just laugh at it. It's something that I cannot and will not forget. Because that was the reason why I strive hard in my life. I'm may not be like them but atleast I'm not the one they thought I once was. It is an experience that's worth remembering. It's not just a memory but a recollection. It's up to us to decide what we want to be in our lives.