Theme:Knowing Cassidy Moore.

Cassidy's POV

"Good Morning Class," I greeted the children cheerfully.

"Good Morning Teacher—Cassidy!" They screamed.

The stretching of the syllables only makes me smile as I take a seat at my desk. The kids are super—excited because it was Friday!

"Who did their homework?" I asked.

"Me!" They all shouted and raised their hands.

I got out of chair and collected their homework. Soon I noticed the kids exchanging glances. What's going on?!

Suddenly a whistling sound filled the air!

"Happy Birthday Teacher—Cassidy!" They screamed and began to bring wrapped up gifts to my desk.

"My dad asked me to give this to you," Noel said. "Thanks for everything Teacher Cassidy." He grinned, revealing his missing front tooth.

What was he thanking me for?

Noel was the most brilliant boy in the class. He was absolutely good in maths, always helping out his classmates. But he was struggling in English.

Most times he wasn't able to finish his homework. And from what I can understand about him, Noel doesn't have a mom. He was being raised by his dad who was not always around.

Noel was been watched by his old nanny. I realized he needed help. So I decided to always tutor him after school before his driver's arrival.

I became pretty close to Noel over the short period of time. I tutored him privately and Noel became better. He was doing fine in English Language now.

I smiled at the huge brown eyes that stared at me.

"Thank your daddy on my behalf," I said.

He replied with a quick nod. "But how about you come by at our house, so you could talk to him about tutoring me on Saturdays," Noel said.

I bit my lips. "I'll try Noel."

I said thank you to all my tiny humans that gave me presents. They are so adorable!

"Now let's get through with today's work." I cleaned the board and started on today's work.

My name is Cassidy Moore, I turned 25 today. I have a light brown skin, hazel eyes and short but wavy brown hair being that my mom was black

a Nigerian to be precise

and my dad was white. I was Biracial.

My mom had relocated to America with her parent when she was 12. My mom's side of the family are nice people. They had beautiful brown skin color and grey eyes which people think was an odd combination. But I love it!

My mom met dad, 3rd year in college. They started dating and they got married one year after graduation but it was short lived.

My dad's side of the family were against the union because mom was black.

Basically dad had beautiful hazel eyes and brown hair so I had his traits passed into me.

They had me and dad didn't give in to his parents request to divorce his wife. Well that was mom's thought until dad came from work on a sunny afternoon and tendered a divorce letter to her.

He asked her to sign it and leave.

Mom had been shocked and she asked him why he wanted a divorce when he had promised her "forever and till death do us apart" at the altar. He didn't say anything, he just insisted that she leave immediately.

I had been barely four years old and they ought to celebrate their 5th anniversary by the end of that year.

Mom insisted that she would take me with her but dad refused. She pleaded tearfully but he didn't give in to her request to take me away.

And in the end, I watched him beat her up and throw out her belongings. Mom left in tears and pain but she had promised to come back for me.

I cried for days, expecting my mom, holding on to her promise to come back for me. I refused to eat or drink which annoyed my dad. He got tired of persuading me to eat something.

"Listen to me, she's never coming back for you!" He snarled at me.

And I was so scared because he's never yelled at me. He neglected me and I had to do things myself at a tender age. I bathe myself and dress up for school every morning.

Each passing day, he would wait for me outside our home to drive me to school. We ate our meal in awkward silence with me missing the presence of my mom.

Days turned into weeks,

Weeks into months and my mom didn't return as promised.

I was so sad and I wished she had fulfilled her promise. I cried myself to sleep every nights wishing she would just show up in my bedroom and take me away but it was only a wish that never came to pass.

I cried my ass out for a long time until there had been no tears left for me to cry.

"She's never coming back for you!"