I tried my best to bring a picture of a school that looks like mine ...
It was sunset ...
I was just sitting there next to my favourite spot reading the bible ...
I know what my schoolmates were saying ...
I can hear them from afar ...
April : " And guess what , ... Ms Madden finally had chosen her cousin to be the one who can marry her sis...
Riya ? ...
Are you okay ... ? what you looking at ? "
Riya : " I feel bad for her ... "
April : " oh please Riya ...
it's not the right time to get ourselves in a trouble "
Riya : " seriously , sister ... I wonder how loneliness could be so hard on her ... "
April : " yeah I know but ... "
Riya : " I'm going to sit with her ... she must be having a hard time and needs some company ... "
April : " No wait ! ... Remember what Ms Madden told us about her "
Riya : "I don't care about such rumours, April ... "
April : " Trust me ... you're really gonna end up messed with someone like her .."
Riya : " I am going to talk to her ... Are you coming with me or not ?! ... "
" Martha ? ... "
" Are you alright , sister ... ? "
I Just gave her ... a warm smile ...
" your smile always says you're fine ...
thank Lord "
" you know what , sister ... sometimes I just can't ...
find myself accepted among the others ... I do the same as you ... "
" I follow the sun rays ... so I can find my true self ... "
" So I can ... be like you ... truly loved by the Lord from inside ... whatever they say about me ... "
I said nothing but kept smiling to you Riya ...
I just ...
felt her trailing off for a moment ...
"Jesus Christ ..."
" M..Martha ...
" wha..at .. the hell is that mark on your neck ? "
I paused for a moment ...
before I caressed the hickey on my neck with my fingers to feel it ...
And then I said ...
" I just ... hurt myself .. "
That moment you can hear Madden coming towards me with anger...
I'm scared ...
" Martha Grey !! ... "
" you come with me ... right now !! "
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Martha S1: breaking the path
ParanormalWith an old pen - No date - no time ... This is my story , written by my hand ... I beg you ... don't judge the book by it's cover ... it's not me ... please ... keep everything you know about my life as a secret .... I'm so scared Promise me...
