The Blackout

Prologue

The 21st of February power cut was the scariest experience of my life, let me tell you why...

My name is Laila, my name means dark, or 'of the night' a name for a girl with dark features, my Mother is not a fan of my name, that is because my parents are believers of dark spirits, light and dark magic, that kind of stuff. 

I bet you are wondering how I got my name, well, when I was born I had eyes as dark as coal, so my dad, a man that always speaks his mind, exclaimed "Laila would suit her!" My mother looked at him in shock, she believed that when a name was suggested in front of the child, they had to go with it, otherwise it is considered bad luck.

Ever since then my parents considered me a bad luck charm, just because of the meaning my name, blaming everything that goes wrong on me, ie, an injury in the family, broken dishes. But worst of all, the power cut.