When Middle School started, it seemed as if the world turned the other way around. I used to be someone who was respected and beloved by my peers. I never found a situation in which I was alone. Then it just struck me in 6th grade. Suddenly my friends were gaining other friends, and all of them but one had left me. That one friend wasn’t one of good reputation, and although I was grateful for her, one friend wasn’t enough when it comes to accomplishing group projects and school works.

For two years I became the loner of the grade. From the loud chatterbox, I became the quietest girl in class and only talked to people who talked to me first. I never felt so miserable before. It affected how I treated my family. Whenever I reached home, I would just lock myself up in my room and refuse to talk to anyone. I was easy to anger, quick to judge, and silent as a mute. The person I became was not the me I used to be at all.

I didn’t know why then, but my father gave me a book during summer. It was “The Secret”. I had heard of it ever since I was seven, but never really bothered much about it.

Summer was a time when I was least bothered by my troubles or distracted by negative thoughts. I spent whatever time I could to read The Secret, and finished it twice during the Summer. Nothing changed, but something inside me told me all I needed to do was believe and wait.

When school started again, I looked around and realized I wasn’t sure where to sit. Everyone was sitting with their groups. Just before I gave up, one of the girls motioned me over to sit beside her at their table. I quickly fit in. After that, I gained one more friend after the other. I easily got along with my partner or friend of my friend. Life was great. I hung out with my friends. I had loads of best friends, and other friends with the same interests. My friends were all mostly responsible and each of them introduced me to a new aspect of life. Everywhere I walked I would be able to at least find one person to converse with or greet. It was great! Amazingly great! I never found myself alone again! I have so many friends, both normal friends and true friends in my life! So, so, so many friends!

I am truly and very grateful for Rhonda Byrne and the team who has shared The Secret with us. If they hadn’t been so generous to share their knowledge, I wouldn’t be where I am now. For four years I have kept retreading The Secret over and over again. Best book ever!

Also, I am very grateful towards my lovely father who noticed my distress and helped me out. My father never once told me why he gave me the book until I admitted to him how lonely I was during the start of Middle School a couple of weeks ago. He realized I had a problem I refused to admit I had and decided it was best if he silently helped me out without telling anyone. Even my mother didn’t know I was a loner during those days! I really love you dad. Thank you so much for showing me this book. I just don’t know what else to say other than thank you, thank you, thank you. Thank you for being my dad, thank you that I was born as your daughter. Thank you so, so much.

And thank you my friends, for appearing in my life as I have wished for.