" Can you please remove your hoddie " , she grunted , " look if this is because what I said , I'm sorry , it was just a joke " I stood silent not wanting to talk to her until she showed me her face , I don't know why it was so important to me to see her , but I was curious , I wanted to see the dark soul that was behind that hood . I could see she was getting impatient for my answer " I refuse to talk to you until you uncover your face " she took off her hoddie with annoyance " there , are you happy now? " She was mad and I wouldn't blame her but, my mother taught me that when someone talks, you look at them in the eyes. The mysterious figure was indeed a woman and what a beautiful woman she was, she had curly brown hair, caramel colored skin, hazel eyes, she had the longest eyelashes I have ever seen they almost made me wonder if they were real, I could see that she had little freckles in the bridge of her nose, she was absolutely stunning, no wonder she wears a hoddie if she didn't all of the entire man population would be begging for her to be theirs. I heard her clear her throat, I shook my head embarrassed, I must've looked like a total fool just staring at her.
"I did not call you here to lecture you about religion nor punish you, I respect your believes, but you need to understand even though you say it was a joke now your classmates will be treating you as a freak and..." she cut me off by saying "Mr. Bank this is collage not high school , I am here to learn and get out of this hell hole you call school , I do not care what people nor you think about me I know what I am and what I am not , now if that is why you called me here then please don't bother , I can take care of myself , if you may excuse me I have a lot of work to do" she grabbed her things and with a small sarcastic smile she left . After our encounter I looked up in the school files and found out her name was Lucia, I know it was very creepy to do that but I also found it rude too not know her name while she knew mine and besides after the way she expressed herself I knew she wanted nothing to do with me so I didn't bother to ask.Days passed and everything was normal. Me and Lucia didn't talk since that day, but it wasn't weird at all we just kept a professional relationship between us. I was getting ready to leave when all of a sudden I heard my name being called , I turned around to see Lucia with the papers of the lecture I have given them today. " I just wanted to ask , what happened to the old lady? " it was the first time Lucia talked to me after what had happened and it surprised me to see her approach me " she died " her features got a confused frown on it "Wait , how ? what about the little girl she was talking about ?" It was amusing seeing her confused " Lucia , that little girl the old lady was talking about was her when she was younger , she was actually reminiscing her life, and when the little girl entered the bright room it was actually symbolic for the gates of heaven being open , the innocence of the little girl represented her not knowing she had died " she stood silent looking at the paper re-reading all of the poem and then she looked at me " I'm sorry " it caught me off guard when she said that , I didn't know what she was sorry about and I guess my confusion was obvious when she said the next thing " You know about the way I talked to you , I know I over reacted and I know you just wanted to explain , its just that I'm not used to people wanting to talk to me " I couldn't believe what was happening I didn't expect her to feel sorry since actually nothing she had said was wrong but, seeing that in her mind she had to apologize only made me admire her more , I hugged her when I saw a tear shed down her cheek , when she realized what was happening she pushed me slightly " I must look pathetic " I couldn't help but smile " having emotions is not pathetic , it just shows you are human " she looked at me with a smile and all of a sudden she kissed me , I stood shocked not knowing if it was real or if I was just dreaming , it didn't took long for her to realize I was surprised so she pushed harder on my body and deepened the kiss .

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The Darkness Inside Of Her
Terror'My name is Michael Bank, I am currently a teacher in Harvard University. ' Michael has a good life, but what will happen when he meets a young sweet girl? Stay tune for all the secrets that will soon be revealed