The story

The story I want to tell you may seem very simple but it is someone’s life story. in fact, I also heard this story from someone else. to be honest I can't remember that person right now. so one day when I got on the bus I greeted my friends. then we reached the city center .we had to take another bus to school. we also got on the second bus. it took half an hour. we got to school. the bell rang, the lesson began. The first lesson is mathematics. but I did not do my homework. I stand on the board as usual. Everyone is used to my situation and no one is surprised, not even the other students in the school. months went by in this way. I failed the exam 3 times in school but all my friends passed the exam with excellent marks. only I would have failed the exam. and I would ask myself every day, “why me?”. I don't know if that's why I'm the head of a big company now, and my friends are also the owners of big companies. sometimes they ask me what is the secret of your success. I answer without hesitation that the secret of my success is that I "talk to myself once every night and feel like I've spent years of my life in one night without being able to find an answer to a single practical question." and I think the hardest question in my life was asked by a reporter yesterday. he said, "I've heard your story. Now tell me the secret you told no one." I answered the question I had been waiting for all my life in a very deep thought:
-Have you heard my story?
reporter-yes, sir.
- Well, are you ready then ..
reporter - why, sir?
-to know the truth that no one has heard.
reporter-yes, of course, as soon as possible. -Okay, but don't rush. settle well. if you have heard my story I can say that.
impatient reporter - you said that.
-Yes of course sorry.
I must say that I did not go to the exam that day. we didn't have a bus in the village. no one would recognize me. i just wrote the little story as much as i wanted. but I achieved my dream. As for people, they are a thousand times less valuable to me than my friends on the fantasy bus. they have their own story. I repeat: you, the person reading the story, "read the story from the beginning." if you don't, there's no point. don't pay attention to the end of another sentence.