Class IC Has A Secret

Guess Who?

The first account occurred when the day met the ground, the earth was greeted with water, and people greeted by insanity. A boy who's comfortable as we can see, but inside him, has a secret..A secret that've been revealed by spreading minimum facts about him.. Before him, a big secret was still growing in our lives, in the lives of Class IC, fear experiences had never stopped in our school, ever since I was in my kinder days, and started 8 years old, oh I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Athena Rivera loyal student of Mysthrille Academy. As we look back to the children, I now remember that I only saw glimpses of the horror that painted their faces. Joy greeted me as I met their eyes and in the strange occuence, they noticed me. It happens in times of great tragedy, great despair, that you can see me. If you see me, take caution, for I should not be beheld in your eyes. And for these children, I was an eyelash, dangling in front of them.

Poor, poor children. I did not enjoy viewing them, which now I tell you, the place filled with fear and catastrophe is now fallen, exposing my true nature. They knew who I was, knew what power I held, and yet they did not question my presence. All I received, all I was bestowed with, was the look of desperation.

As I was about to go back in my classroom for the next subject, their mother looked at me, and not the monster that toyed her children. She looked at me, and not the monster behind the gun. She looked at me, and not the monster hiding in her husband. A thank you would suffice, yet I will never be greeted with one.

As soon as I enter the classroom, I never thought that my friends will be waiting for me. "Good Morning, Sir. James!" they greeted.. Great! it's ESP (Edukasyon Sa Pagpapakatao) time! And we have nothing to do just talk about mysterys about our school.

We talked about what happened earlier when I saw children. I let the round pistol break through the air and puncture her perfect skin. I regret my actions, for children should never behold their mother's departure that soon. To my pleasure, however, that mother now must never experience her children's trauma I saw so many nights after.

Two children who I've followed multiple times, for they've called on me more than once. You tend to notice eyes, they are the gateway to the soul. My vision of them was blurred, however, for their gateway has been blocked by tears every time I greet them. They remember me, as do I them.

Fear got the best of me that time. My mind was taken, not allowing true thoughts to flow to a process. I envy, but commend the trickery. Fear sucked the nectar, I lost mine, but we continued on from there, for friends always continue on. This act of trust became my downfall, for fear used it against me, once more.

It was lunch break then, when I got a medical report in the clinic, again, I saw the woman, she was forcefully bestowed another heartbeat. Times of darkness fell after this, for a growingbody blocked the path in front of her. She called on me many times. I held a candle, I held a light in front of her, but my mask was the night. Black in her path, behind the candle, and in herself. That is the view that her eyes had held. The entire way through. Despair was with her, closing her vision when I waved to her, covering her ears as I screamed for her. Despair was hired by fear, for I knew the moment I saw the smile creep up the face that had beat me to the end of the race.

Her name, I do not know. All I was thingking about is, I only see her, I can see things that no one else can, see things that no one else should.

A.N:

Hello Wattpad people! this is my first made story, and I'm still writing this. I hope, for your patience, because I have no free time to continue this story, because of continues projects and upcoming exams (-_-) and I know that you understand this high school life problems. I hope for your consideration, and thank you for the people of God who added this to their libraries, and reading this. pls. support the next part :)

Love lots, ModernongClaretiana