"Me? I like burning things." || My Random Book

A Random Story

Just a random little story, enjoy....

She was sat at her desk, writing in her neat, cursive lettering. She small room was lit by a single lamp on the desk, casting shadows of the small statue ornaments on the desk onto the carpeted floor.

She sighed. She was tired, bored, falling asleep as she wrote. Her precious fountain pen slipped out of her hand and dropped to the floor, spraying out a small amount of ink. She looked down at the thing and bent down in her chair to pick it up. She was lucky that her carpet was black.

She held the pen in between two fingers and cleaned the tip with an old, stained handkerchief. It was dark outside, rain was beating the street. She put the lid on her pen and placed it on the desk, beside the piece of writing that she had just completed.

She stood up and walked over to the window, shutting the curtains. The room got that littlest bit darker. The window was on the wall that the headboard of her bed was. Her small, single bed was pressed into the left corner of the room, the window was just beside it. She sat down.

Her room was simple; a rectangle shaped room containing a desk and a bed. One wall had a window, another shelves stacked with books and ornaments. Her door was near the end of her bed. It was locked.

The desk had all the usual stationary- a pencil pot, paper, a lamp and a single textbook. She was homeschooled by her mother. She did a test every Friday and that test was like am SAT. Her mother, a very prudent woman, decided on her two daughters having the best education they could. Their mother's final conclusion was that her daughters could only get the best educational skills by being taught by yours truly.

She forced them to study every day and they'd often continue way into the night. The girls would be beat and starved if they disobeyed. They were to wake up at 6 every day, start at 7 and finish at 7 PM. On Sundays, they had to pray every 3 hours, and in between the prayers, they would study.

She sighed tiredly and got up, turning off her lamp. The room was engulfed in darkness. She knitted her eyebrows together, got into bed and then tried to fall asleep...

Hi. Cool. So, tell me if you liked. This is like a preview to a book that I want to start called Church Girl. Tell me if you want this to continue!