The Confidence
Sirena, a girl with beautiful, brown hair and a remarkable fashion style. Denim Shirt with dark black tights and light pink socks folded to be below ankle even. Her glasses kept falling from her nose and she, with her slimy finger kept rushing it up. She lay down on her not so large bed working her brain off on this history homework of course she wanted to completely outshine in front her class mainly because this is the only subject, she was taking a lot of interest in because according to her who doesn’t like to read the long and juicy fights of the British. Sirena was a girl who used to degrade herself, she knew she had no choice in this world or at least in this school. But in her thoughts this year was different this year she was once in a long time confident enough to fight off any challenge that interferes in chances of her acing this exam.
