Life goes on....(Part-1)

I am Nysa. I just turned 25,and I am here to tell you a secret. This is my story. If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you probably want to know is where i was born, and what my lousy childhood was like.
I am Nysa Frank,daughter of Danish Frank and Samra Frank. I was born in a well established family and grew up with all the comforts. I have a very loving brother who is five years younger than me. We had a very beautiful family with six members. My parents,grandparents and two siblings. We were a perfect family.

In the year 2000, I finished my schooling and it was time for me to join the university. Being a diligent student, I easily got admission in the Oxford university. And now I had to leave Texas and my family for my studies to settle in the UK. It was the hardest decision for me to stay away from my family. But I wanted to make my own identity. I wanted to do something on my own . This was my only aim in life.
Leaving my family behind I reached my dream land, London. After three hours of driving i reached the city of oxford. When I saw the university, I was out of the blue. My luggage was placed at my room and I was guided to the library.

I hadn't really visited many libraries in my life,perhaps,because I didn't have very many libraries,close to where I lived. As I mentioned earlier, it was a university library which stood tall in the heart of our large university campus. It was a four- storey building with enough space for reading for nearly all of its students. This library had a great influence on me, primarily because I could learn about a lot of new and interesting things, every time.
Moving here and there confusingly I stood and suddenly heard a rough voice,"Hello Miss. Do you need  any help."
I turned back and saw a boy with a typical Asian look. He had a fair complexion and large eyes. His pointed nose complimented his black hair
To be continued......

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