"Patricia, what were you doing out there?" Nina asked me, looking concerned. "I don't know, everything just became too much." I whispered. "I don't understand, you've never had trouble in front of a crowd before." She spoke softly, like a Mother trying to soothe her crying baby, "Yeah, well that's because I wasn't reading anything then, was I!" I snapped. I felt bad about it, because Nina didn't know I was dyslexic! "What does reading have to do with any of this?" Nina asked, looking confused.
"Nina, there's something I've been hiding." I confessed. "I have dyslexia." Nina gasped. "See, I knew people would think I was stupid!" I shouted, the tears pouring down my face all over again. "Hey, hey! I don't think you're stupid, I'm just surprised!" She defended herself in a gentle voice. "Oh, right." I mumbled, embarrassed. "Well, why didn't you ever tell any of us?" Nina asked with genuine curiosity. "I didn't want you all to think I was stupid!" I told her.
"No-one will ever think you're stupid Patricia, would've treated you just the same." Nina told me. "Tell you what, how about we tell the rest of the house, and we can all try and help you!" Nina suggested excitedly. "OK, that sounds great!" I squealed. I really did sound like Amber! Nina helped me up, we hugged, and then walked back to English together. When we walked in, everyone stared at us with questioning look on their faces. We just sat back down, and acted like nothing had ever happened.