Blessing in Disguise

I'm 18 years old right now and I live in Cebu, Philippines. The story that I'm writing is about myself.
It was my 6th birthday when my father's friends went to our house. Night came and everyone was busy for taking care of the visitors, I went outside to join the children who were playing on the field. As I was about to cross the field, I bumped into a statue of body which was owned by my neighbor. He was already big and his body is strong enough to cause a big impact on me. He was running at that time together with his girlfriend which was our neighbor as well. I bumped on the bamboo pole and then I fell on the ground. I spit blood and the happenings were too fast that I can't see clear anymore. All I saw was a dark form of a man which happened to be my father. Our neighbors shouted and my mother heard their shout that's why they came out. Later they've noticed that I was not there inside the house. It was too late to regret because I was already sent to the hospital.

Later that night near midnight, I was sent to the hospital in Cebu and the doctors didn't accept me for the doctor of that hospital already went home. We went to another hospital but then receive the same response. After that, my father decided not to sent me to the hospital and instead I'll just be staying in the house taking for a rest. Because he thought I'll be alright later. But things didn't went the way it was expected.

My head is painful. Even though I have a very long hair I don't want to comb my hair, I don't want to let anyone touch it because it will cause so much pain to me. Until my parents decided that I won't go to school for kindergarten and that I'll just be in grade one next year. I was sad but I can't do anything. When I was in grade one I don't know how to read books and even count numbers that's why my teacher have difficulties in handling me. I tried hard to learn what my teacher's teaching me and later, slowly by slowly I've learned my lessons though I'm not that good in our class but I can answer what my teacher asks.

I haven't received any award from grade one to grade five. Until I reached in grade six and I've discovered my talent: that I'm good in speaking. I'm not shy and that I have a good public relationship as what my grade six teacher have told me. Though I wasn't an honor student during elementary years, I strive hard to lift my name in high school. And I wasn't wrong for my expectations because I became a famous student in my school. The shy type girl before who was being bullied sometimes is now a role model and an idol of some. Who would have thought that all the challenges that I've encountered during my younger years will be my stepping stone toward success?

And now I'm writing to inspire others who have experienced something worst than mine. It's not the end yet, while there's tomorrow there is hope. Believe in yourself and know that you can do it!