Sagot :
I've chosen the short story. (You could change the pronouns written below based on your preferences.)
2020 isn't all about sadness, sorrows and heartbreaks. It is also about realizations, learning and acceptance. Though 2020 didn't make us happy as much as the other year, it still has given us the realizations we thought we didn't need.
There was once a teenage boy, who didn't know that it would be his last time attending school.
He was happily walking towards his home, smiling widely as he got a high score from their exam. After a few minutes of walking, he finally got home. He removed his bag and uniform, he washed his hands and began eating.
While watching the television, a saddening news suddenly broke out; a lockdown will be implemented. He got sad and worried because he knew that this time would come.
Without any further thoughts, he called his teacher. He asked his teacher about what will happen to their grades and exams which they weren't able to take. Her teacher calmly explained that there won't be any classes as long as the lockdown is still implemented.
Though he was sad, he still continued eating. After that, he packed and cleaned his things. He's still worried about what's tomorrow going to be. At last, he decided to sleep.
2 months after
It's already 2 months. I'm slowly coping to what is happening to there place. I'm much relaxed, and all my worries have been gone since my family is continuously showing their love and care. I'm doing just very well. I've a lot of activities. I learned painting. I learned dancing and singing. I'm enjoying but still there were times where sadness had interrupted my delight.
6 months after
It's the start of Ber Months. Christmas is slowly approaching, and places are slightly going back to their state. Classes also came back, but it's not the same as before. Classes are being conducted through various online platforms.
I'm not much doing anything rather than painting these months. I fell in love with it. I'm enjoying the last few days of my lockdown because probably next month will be the start of our classes.
7 months after
My first day went really good, I was able to meet my new classmates and teachers. I was also enrolled to a new school, that's why I didn't much of how they do things here. But still, my day went really good. It's now my 19th day, there's a lot of modules but I'm doing my best to pass them on time.
9 months after
It's December. The last month of the year. This month is the best because I really like Christmas. It is the season of giving. We're praying a lot and doing little but heartfelt activities to street children. This month was also the time where I realized all the things that happened all throughout. I realized that I'm so strong and all the people, because we wre still able to celebrate Christmas and give love to one another despite of the pandemic.
I'm ending my story here since the next scenes are all about my family, which I'd like to be private. I will just thank everybody who had been a part of my 2020. I will treasure all the memories, learnings, heartbreaks, success, and love I have received— in my heart, it will stay.
(Sorry for the errors, especially with the changes of point of view and grammar. I'm not professional nor good but I hope I made the story compliant with the instructions given)
Story not based in real life.
This is an original work, though mema and pangitt, I won't tolerate any plagiarism towards this.