“小可， you made a mistake yesterday. I’m sorry, but it’s time for us to separate.”
The once-prominent first-grader’s voice was soft and apologetic when she spoke to her husband in the living room of their small apartment. Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she tried to make amends for her past mistakes. It wasn’t easy being a first-grader, especially one who had been labeled as “special” since childhood due to her parents’ difficulties. But now that she was in her late twenties and still holding onto the title of “first-grader,” she felt even more pressure.
“I know I’ve caused trouble this week, honey. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
As winter dragged on, the first-grader’s world began to fall apart. Her marriage was in tatters, and her reputation as a “special” child only seemed to get worse every day. She tried everything she could think of to fix things—visiting counseling, talking to friends who had gone through similar struggles—but nothing worked. Until one evening, after a heated argument with her husband, she ran out of the house feeling泪雨而终 emotional.
“Let’s start over.”
That night, she grabbed her coat and walked into the city streets. The cold air bit into her skin as she took her first steps in what would become a new life. She knew it wasn’t easy—money was tight, opportunities were scarce, but she couldn’t let her past control her future.
“I’ll prove to you I’m not the problem.”
Weeks passed by in silence as she worked hard and saved up money. She started small businesses that filled her days, learning every day about perseverance and resilience. Her husband watched her determination with pride, even though he still didn’t fully understand where she was going.
“You’ll see.”
One afternoon, while walking home from work, the first-grader stopped short. She had overheard some rumors at school that caused a stir among parents—rumors about a “revenge” plot orchestrated by her rival from elementary school. Her heart raced as she looked down the street and saw nothing but empty buildings.
“I’ve got something.”
As she continued walking, her phone suddenly buzzed. It was the number of her old friend—one of the “specials” who had always looked down on her. Her heart sank as she saw a photo of herself from elementary school and a message that said: “We’re coming for you, little cutie. Don’t make us wait.”
“Do it now.”
With nothing but determination in her heart and determination in her steps, the first-grader packed her bag that night and set off into the unknown. She knew the road would be tough, but she also knew there was no other choice.
“I will make you proud.”
Months later, she stood outside her apartment building, a smile spreading across her face. The first-grader had become the person everyone had always looked down on—proof that even those who thought they were too special could still rise above their circumstances through hard work and determination.
“You’ve got potential, little sister. Just keep going.”
