When I was 11 years old, I had my darkest moment of my life.
Before the final exam, my parents told me that I was going to study at another school next year. I was very sad because I would be leaving my best friends. I had so many great memories at this school. I didn’t want to leave. From then on, I could not get in the mood for class every day. Sometimes I even cried. But my parents didn’t know because I never expressed my feelings to them.