Episode 34 - The Headmistress of Wellston Pt.3

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Emma's POV


I had no idea what compelled me to take the so-called "aura strengthener" back home, but I did it anyway. Maybe it was because I was too curious about what it would do to someone.

Or perhaps, what it would do to me.

Once school ended, I immediately went to my room to inspect the box.

I read all of the words on it to myself out loud

"Aura strengthener." I started off with the name. "Disclaimer: This box should only be used when the owner is in a dire, life-threatening situation. How to Use: Fill this liquid inside of the syringe given, and inject it somewhere on your skin, so that it may go into your bloodstream. Side effects may include dizziness, drowsiness, or short headaches, which will last 5-10 minutes from time to time. Note: Injecting this liquid inside of you WILL be very painful."

After I opened it, I found the contents inside. There was some sort of small bottle that contained a weird liquid and a clean syringe placed neatly next to it.

I don't get it...

Why in the world does our nurse have this thing?

Slowly, I took out both of the objects and set them on my bed. I raised the syringe in the air and took a closer look at it. Next, I carefully picked up the bottle and opened the cap, putting the needle inside and watching as the object filled up.

Then, I lifted my arm and placed the tip of the needle onto it.

No, I shouldn't do it here.

If I injected the syringe here, then it might leave a visible mark on my skin. Others could see.

Instead, I used my other free hand to raise my long messy black hair upwards and placed the syringe on the tip of my nape. This way, if I kept my hair down, no one would see the spot.

I bit my lip.

Should I really be doing this?

What about the side effects?

What if something goes wrong?

Suddenly, I remembered the headmaster's talk with Vianny and Eli.




"What will other students begin to think about the highest rankers of New Bostin Middle School hanging around a cripple girl?" His voice boomed in my head.




No...

Screw that!

I've had enough of all this!

The bullying, the trash talking behind my back!

Everything!

If this thing really does turn out to hurt me in some way, then let it be! I can't stand another day knowing that I'm powerless compared to everyone else.

I'd rather take the risk of injecting some possible cure to prevent being a cripple for my entire life in my body than throwing away the only chance I'll ever have to be respected.

Without thinking it over twice, I shut my eyes tight and pressed firmly on the top of the syringe.

"ARGH...!!" I cried out painfully.

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