Chapter II - Bad Heathens

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She begins her day full of doubt.
Questioning every movement.
Wondering what's the cause.

" I never thought this day would come "
" People are finally getting it together "
" Peace and love everyone's making "
" Well maybe because the Valentine's is near? "

She tampered her own vision. She could've stayed wondering, but she didn't. She ignored the signs. It's maybe because she didn't know? or she doesn't want to know.

" Good morning Trinity! How's your day? "

" I'm fine Jaxon, How about you? "

" I'm fine as well "
" Say, you know why Alicia isn't coming to school today?"

" No, but I saw her house when I was coming to school and the lawn was a disaster "

" Hmm I wonder what happened? "

" Family issues? "

" Maybe but let's wish her and her family to finally get over it since the day of love is near, right? "

" I thought so. Well I'm late to class, see you later "

Without her noticing, her demised future is about to come. She continued having unexplored thoughts. Everything has its deepest meaning for our mind to feed on false actions.

Another unusual happening. Daniela seems to be a lot pale than before. But again, shallow thoughts. She wasn't warned at all.

" Daniela! "
" Why do you look like that? "

" Look like what? "

" You've been using a lot of glutathione huh? "

" Girl, you know that I am using one, so what's so unusual today? "

" I don't know something's bothering me "

" You're just hungry, c'mon let's have some coffee around the block "

She is warned. Though she's too blind to see the warnings. Someone has to step up. Will she ever make it through?

" Honey, how's school? "

" It's fine, just had a lot of schoolworks "

" Okay, dinners almost ready. Call your father he's upstairs. I have been calling him since the past 10 minutes but he isn't answering "

" Maybe he's just busy "

" Right but still call him for dinner "

There it is. Insufferable conflicts, targeting her loved ones. But what really happened to them? Are they perhaps, dead?

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