The Kira

Prologue

I remember how the cold pierced the pores of my skin, I cloth myself with the only cloth I had,this dark ,thick forest,dominated by giant tree, the domicile of nocturnal creatures. I could hear their wails and creeks. The cold vigorously  run through the forest and filled  the forest with it's presence. I felt ensnared in it,it felt like the feeling I felt when I hid under my bed as the heaven releases it thunders, as young as I was, I  call out my mother's name for help. Just then I saw a long,dark silhouette,it was endowed with human-like features—it had two arms, two legs and one head. But the cunning thing about this creature was it wasn't standing of the surface of the earth, it floated,that even scared me the most. I begun to make my way out of the forest. I could hear it's echoing whispers and laughter follow me as I tried escaping,I just kept running and running,but kept running back to where it stood. Just then, I saw it moving and it looked like it was turning. I covered my eyes with hopes that it would go away. It begun to move towards me, I couldn't see it but I felt cold winds piercing even harder through the pores of my skin. Just as it begun to move closer and closer,I heard a loud wails from far back...

         "Get up lazy bones it time for school"I woke up to reply the wails of the voice.

"I'm coming, I'm coming" I forced out, I dragged myself to the bathroom. I had the shortest bath anybody could ever have."Don't forget to brush your teeth too. Okay" the voice continued. I quickly dressed, wearing my white shirt with a large lable painted in black which says  " I AM LAZY AND NOT ASHAMED",and my all-time favorite black hoodie with a jeans trouser,I really didn't care about the brand,the voice came again "hurry down your gonna be late. Oooh! and Leslie is here,don't make him late too",as I came down our witty,old stairs they complained as usual I ignored their shrieks,I could see possibly the only friend I had apart from my mom. "We are almost late, come on the bus is almost here" he worriedly announced,"I'm here I'm here don't make a big fuss out of this little thing". I noted

        There, I saw a yellow bus with broken and shattered window glass with two stripes of blue horizontally painted on the sides, it had worn-out tires which looked like they would pop any time soon,settle infront of our house, the three of us got on the bus. As the bus moved I could see my mom sink into our couch and I didn't blame her, she'd work herself to death if it meant putting food on the table and a roof above our heads. As I ascended into the bus I was tripped. Turned to see who it was and it was Eric  the bully in his silly mustard stained T-shirt laughing down,saying "what you gonna do huh huh huh" Leslie pulled me while she pretended not to see anything, I felt hurt. Imagine how a just a glance of someones image says alot about them or how it's easy for our personalities measure our future. I sat down hoping she would just come and show a little remorse,she just sat there, sometimes I feel like she's a soulless person, an empty sack that was accidentally made and brought to planet earth."put on your seat belt "the bus driver noted.“AND NO FIGHTING” he added. Our road was pretty bumpy and we quite enjoyed it. We "YAYED!" as the the bus went up and down the winding way to my school.

          At my school there stood Miss.Dingle.In her orange boyfriend jacket atop her blue flare skirt, which was a weird combination —I taught to myself . She stood there every morning to rob children of the only joy they could relish in—I think it was torture for her to watch children bask in the sun enjoying their childhood. I just taught of her as a lonely old woman who had nobody in her life and she wanted to make everybody as miserable as she is. She stood infront of the school gate with her huge mole right beside her pink painted lips. Rumor had it that she shifted her mole before she gets food through her mouth, some also had it that the more she eats children the fatter the mole became—a forlorn cause some noted.