Maria POV
When I get up I immediately look at the clock what??!?!?! already half-past seven? I change clothes and run outside to pass the first class. I didn't even have my breakfast! When I arrive in my classroom, it is no wonder that the door is already locked. So I knock like a real lady. "Come on in". Sings a lilting female voice. When I open the door I can feel the eyes of my future fellow students following me. "So you are Mrs. Hazuma""Uh ... yes, I am." I look at the teacher "You're a little late. Sit down." She sais without looking up from her computer. So I sat next to a girl I di even know."Today there is a new assignment. You have to draw your own mother. And if you can't, you draw another family member." I hate it...So we all got a white piece of paper. While everyone is drawing, I look at it. "Mrs. Hazuma can't you draw? Don't be afraid of that!" The teacher tries to try making me draw"The information is not in my data." Everyone looks at me funny when I open my eyes. "Sorry, but I forgot how to draw my parents."For the rest of the day, I tried to avoid as many people as possible. When I turn the corner to get to the bedrooms, I hear a buzz. Too late. "Hey look there isn't that Valerie? And how are you wanting you to draw my mother or are you afraid that you won't survive." "I thought she had a family but it turns out her mother dumped her at the sewer. ''Sad about everything they have sighed, I run into the hall. I am so sad and don't want to show it to anyone. Only when I pounce on someone do I start to cry. ''Why are you crying? Do not be afraid. I'll fix it. " "But his soft, sweet voice couldn't comfort me and I kept crying.Until I fall to the floor exhausted. The boy is holding me in time. And the last thing I see is his sad blue-purple eyes looking at me.
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the mask of lies
FantasiaMaria was 15 when her parents were killed by a vampire and made her lose her memory. Later on she finds out that the killer is an Acorden. When she finds that out she starts trying to find the truth about herself. But will the truth come painless?
