10.15am

English language exam.

Psoriasis.

To everyone else, it is just a word.

To me, it means so much more.

They would never know, the cruel reason they used to exile me, was right there, on the question paper.

That nine letter word, hidden right there, in a sea of scientific names, but it flashed out like a lightbulb in darkness.

To me.

My life. It has everything to do with my life. It will always be in my life.

Until the day I die.