I WOKE UP up early the next morning to take a shower. I have prepared what to wear as well as the resume that I will need to apply for work.

"Dad, I'm leaving!" I quickly drunk the milk that Aunt Melva had prepared for me and pulled out my shoulder bag.

"Be careful!" he said after I kissed him on the cheek.

I chose to wear a cream pastel skirt that didn't get on my knees, a white blouse shirt that I dyed with a cream-colored ring blazer and flat black shoes because my height might be overpowering when I wear heels.

I was just thankful that Dad didn't...