Someone repeatedly shook me by the shoulders. I sighed in response to it. I didn’t want any unnecessary stress at this point, but this person wouldn’t stop.
I turned sideways in frustration. “Go away. I want to sleep,” I said dryly.
“No sleep on the first day of school. Come on, get up!” The girl snapped.
I quickly opened my eyes, as my heart raced. If I did something wrong, I could get punished. And…
“Susan, breathe. It’s just me,” the voice sounded.
My eyes flicked to the voice, and I watched as Bethany looked at me in panic. I swallowed hard. It was just Bethany. There was no-one trying to harm me here. I was safe.
“I… You shouldn’t have done that. You scared me so much,” I said quietly.
Bethany smiled at me sadly. “You scared me too. Is this your first time of staying away from home? There is nothing to worry about. I wouldn’t let anything happen to you, roomie. Plus, the students are harmless here. They would do nothing to you. We are a tight bunch,” she said with a smile.
I nodded. “I guess I’m just not used to people waking me up that way,” I lied smoothly.
She got up from the bed, and moved easily across the room to her dresser. She had a blue rope over her body, that accentuated her curves. She wasn’t slim in the least, and she wasn’t fat either. She was perfect. I watched as she grabbed her makeup kit.
“It’s ok. I won’t get into your space, so you don’t get the panic attack. But, you really need to freshen up. It’s your first day of school, and you can’t afford to be late.” She informed me sternly.
I swallowed hard. She was right. I jumped out of bed, and then, quickly ran to the bath which Bethany told me was 3 rooms down from our space.
It gave me zero joys that I would have to leave the safety of my room to bath three rooms down. I would need a piece of outfit that would hide me from piercing eyes. Yes, everyone said that this was the girls’ hostel, but I wasn’t still comfortable with showcasing my body.
The bath was quick. I had gone in, meeting just three girls, but when I came out, the stall was jammed up. I rushed out of there, without greeting anyone, and went into my room.
Bethany was done. She sat down on the bed, animatedly pressing her phone. Her style was so chic. A button hat, and a blue and white button outfit. I wish I had something as beautiful as that, but I didn’t.
I took my hands off her clothes, and moved to my unpacked clothes. I would have to unpack them when I get back. The late night journey had left me woozy. I selected a green cashmere, and wide khaki pants. It was an odd combination, but it came out nicely. Sprinkling a dose of powder on my face, for that clear skin, I did a soft twirl.
“I’m glad you love School,” Bethany said.
I rolled my eyes. “You talk like a grandma,” I teased.
She thew her sweater at me, but she was laughing too. I was so glad that we had this sort of interactions between us. It’s nice to see at least one person care for me. Ok, that’s a stretch. But, the normal way she spoke to me delighted me so much. I enjoyed it, and I hoped that it would never change.
I tossed the dress back to her, and we both laughed at how childish and silly we were. I grabbed my bag, and stuffed it with the books I would be needing today.
“Ok, we still have some time. I think I should take you around the campus, so you can get a feel of what this is about,” she said softly.
I shook my head. “I don’t know... I don’t like to sightsee,” I said softly.
She linked her hands with mine. “That’s because you haven’t gotten the best tour guide yet,” she teased.
I smiled at her. “Le’s see what you can be able to do then,” I said calmly.
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This place was a dream, and it was wild and broad. There was no limit to its space, and the forest behind the tress were lush, and haunting. I realised then why the students were in their rooms at night.
“Look at that,” Bethany pulled my attention to the small camp house at the side.
I looked at her inquisitively. “That’s where we relax when life decides to throw lemons our way,” she said with a laugh.
“With hot boys,” a voice spoke.
We all turned to see a girl with braids on clear white skin. She was wearing a jumper, and smiling like she couldn’t believe she met us. I almost felt like a celebrity, though I didn’t know who she was.
“That’s right, Lily,” Brittany said with a laugh.
There was a light banter in the air, and I caught myself laughing at what the girls said, and soon, I was on my way to my first class with them.
The class had a form of rectangular shape, but it was alluring. I wondered how father Antoine had the money to send me to such a big school. Something told me that the fee would have cost a lot of money. And, I really liked the sound of that.
Our teacher introduced himself, as Mr Williams. He made me introduce myself since I was a new student. I had no qualms doing that because my mood had really soared.
The students cheered at me, and soon, I was at my seat. Maths was a breeze, but still, I needed to learn somethings on my own later. You can never be too sure about it. Maybe, I and Bethany would go over them. The thought made me smile.
Soon, the lecture was over, and I was outside. I was listening intently to what Lily was telling us, when a strong hand pulled me backwards. I looked up to see Tyler staring at me.
CHAPTER EIGHTThere was something that I didn’t seem to understand. Tyler’s appearance made my friends to pull away from me without a backward glance, and that was slightly creepy. I couldn’t get why they would leave. I looked at Bethany, in hope to bring her attention to me, but she was looking away from me, and talking animatedly to Lily. It was mildly off-putting and I had to look back at Tyler to ease off the panic I felt. He was still looking at me with an unreadable intensity. “Hi,” I said softly. He leaned on the wall. “Hi.” No words passed between us, as we looked at each other. His hands lightly touched my bag, trailing it with his fingers, with his eyes fixed on my face. “I see, you’ve settled in nicely,” he said softly. His words seemed to have some double meaning that I couldn’t quite grasp. My cheeks warmed as I looked up at him. He was so calm, and I couldn’t help but note the way the muscles under his arms moved as his fingers trailed my b
I picked everything I needed in my new home and put them in my luggage. Pick some books and photos and arrange them neatly in the luggage. I dragged the luggage out of my room and went downstairs to the sitting room where all my family stood to bade me goodbye.. I bade goodbye to my family and went outside to see a carriage waiting for me outside. I got inside and carted off my belongings. I'm Susan Theodore, a human girl, who was blessed with the gift of prophecy in the town of Kansas. It was believed that everyone who was born with this gift is possessed by a demon including me. So my parents decide to sell me out to Father Antoine of the Catholic Church when they find out I have this gift of prophesying.I remember telling them about a vision I had which is related to a woman in the next villa close to us and that's how they found out about my gift. In the vision, I saw a flash of light and the woman was in labour. She died in the labour leaving the child behind. I couldn't kee
Implicative Dream "Father Antoine" I called and Father Antoine lifted his head up from the Bible he's reading."What's it Susan?" He asked and I hesitated for a minute before I started talking about what's on my mind." You know, you said I should always tell you about my dreams" I started with a bit of nervousness." Yes it will help me deliver you from the demon faster. Do you have any dreams?" He asked and I immediately gained the courage that was fading away gradually back." Yes father, I had a dream last night" I reply" How about it? Tell me about it" " Father , I saw you having sex with madam Lily in my dream last night" I said and father Antoine eyes pops out of their sockets. He removes his glasses and stares at me with a mixed expression. I tried to read the expression on his face and couldn't get it right but it's either he's surprised or angry." Really....!?" He said and I don't even know if it's a question or exclamation but the look on his face lo
Beginning of slaveryThere are times when life looks so bleak, you can’t see the windows. This was exactly how I was feeling at this moment. It’s been three days; Three days of constant abuses and pain, with nothing to make me feel slightly better. Father Antione has become my nightmare, and every single day, I wonder what I had done wrong to deserve such hatred. It literally beats my imagination, and I’m really worried sick about it. My family had left me for dead, at the most delicate part of my life. I said dead because this was becoming a nightmare. I preferred my old life to this. “Susan!” Father Antione’s voice rang out. “Father!” I responded just as hard. I picked myself up from the dirt ground that had served as my room for months, and walked to the living room. Father Antione was one of the fathers that received visits in his house, as a way to cleanse people of their sins. And, today was no exception. Seated in the parlour were seven
Living father AnthonyThe next day, I was really looking glum. I got up by 7pm, and brushed my teeth using charcoal and water from the tap at the side of my house. I was really looking forward to getting out of here, and moving to the place I was set for. Though I didn’t know where I was going, but it felt so good to have a hope for the better life. I stepped into the house from the back, and entered the room I’d been allocated, only to jump out of my skin on seeing Father Antione’s back turned to me. He had never come in here all through my stay. So, what was he doing here? “Good day, sir,” I greeted as I stepped further into the room. He turned around to face me, his face strangely bereft of malice. I was so used to him looking at me with cold eyes, that seeing him without one was mildly unnerving. “I wanted to talk to you,” he said easily. I blinked twice at the formality of it all. It wasn’t in his books to be formal, at least, not
There are times I felt a glimpse of hope, and this was one of those times. I was finally leaving this place. And, maybe it wasn’t permanent because I would be back during the holidays, but it would surely give me some reprieve. Without saying my goodbye, I stepped into the bus that would take me to my new world. A glance at Father Antione showed that he was red in the face. Was he expecting me to be all merry towards him? No, that’s never going to happen. If he wanted to save face in the public, he should have done the right thing. I looked forward, waiting anxiously for the bus to move. I didn’t want to think about anything. I wanted to have a new life, and I was going to have that. A couple of people came into the bus. They would be dropping along the way, so it was nice. A chubby teenager sat beside me, picking his teeth and gassing without a care. I had the undeniably urge to change my seat, but I knew I wasn’t going to be allotted that pleasure, so I slumped into my seat.
I looked around anxiously once more, despite feeling a false sense of safety. i turned my attention back at the stranger when I noted that there was no evil shadows lurking around trying to kill me. I was safe. “Here it is,” he exclaimed. I walked closer to him, and watched his long finger tap a spot in the book. It took me awhile for me to note my name scribbled in messy handwriting across the the pages. “That’s my name,” I sad stupidly. He looked at me in amusement. “Of course, it’s your name. Come on, let’s take you to your room,” he said softly. I looked back at the door, as worry ate at me. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. Won’t the management get upset if I find my way to my room without completing any formalities. I don’t wish to take a risk,” I said calmly. Tyler snapped the book shut, and then walked towards my bag. A couple of seconds passed before he grabbed the bag off the ground. The man didn’t understand the meaning of no and I wasn’t sure which was more daunting
CHAPTER EIGHTThere was something that I didn’t seem to understand. Tyler’s appearance made my friends to pull away from me without a backward glance, and that was slightly creepy. I couldn’t get why they would leave. I looked at Bethany, in hope to bring her attention to me, but she was looking away from me, and talking animatedly to Lily. It was mildly off-putting and I had to look back at Tyler to ease off the panic I felt. He was still looking at me with an unreadable intensity. “Hi,” I said softly. He leaned on the wall. “Hi.” No words passed between us, as we looked at each other. His hands lightly touched my bag, trailing it with his fingers, with his eyes fixed on my face. “I see, you’ve settled in nicely,” he said softly. His words seemed to have some double meaning that I couldn’t quite grasp. My cheeks warmed as I looked up at him. He was so calm, and I couldn’t help but note the way the muscles under his arms moved as his fingers trailed my b
Someone repeatedly shook me by the shoulders. I sighed in response to it. I didn’t want any unnecessary stress at this point, but this person wouldn’t stop. I turned sideways in frustration. “Go away. I want to sleep,” I said dryly. “No sleep on the first day of school. Come on, get up!” The girl snapped. I quickly opened my eyes, as my heart raced. If I did something wrong, I could get punished. And… “Susan, breathe. It’s just me,” the voice sounded. My eyes flicked to the voice, and I watched as Bethany looked at me in panic. I swallowed hard. It was just Bethany. There was no-one trying to harm me here. I was safe. “I… You shouldn’t have done that. You scared me so much,” I said quietly. Bethany smiled at me sadly. “You scared me too. Is this your first time of staying away from home? There is nothing to worry about. I wouldn’t let anything happen to you, roomie. Plus, the students are harmless here. They would do nothing to you. We are a tight bunch,” she said with a smile.
I looked around anxiously once more, despite feeling a false sense of safety. i turned my attention back at the stranger when I noted that there was no evil shadows lurking around trying to kill me. I was safe. “Here it is,” he exclaimed. I walked closer to him, and watched his long finger tap a spot in the book. It took me awhile for me to note my name scribbled in messy handwriting across the the pages. “That’s my name,” I sad stupidly. He looked at me in amusement. “Of course, it’s your name. Come on, let’s take you to your room,” he said softly. I looked back at the door, as worry ate at me. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. Won’t the management get upset if I find my way to my room without completing any formalities. I don’t wish to take a risk,” I said calmly. Tyler snapped the book shut, and then walked towards my bag. A couple of seconds passed before he grabbed the bag off the ground. The man didn’t understand the meaning of no and I wasn’t sure which was more daunting
There are times I felt a glimpse of hope, and this was one of those times. I was finally leaving this place. And, maybe it wasn’t permanent because I would be back during the holidays, but it would surely give me some reprieve. Without saying my goodbye, I stepped into the bus that would take me to my new world. A glance at Father Antione showed that he was red in the face. Was he expecting me to be all merry towards him? No, that’s never going to happen. If he wanted to save face in the public, he should have done the right thing. I looked forward, waiting anxiously for the bus to move. I didn’t want to think about anything. I wanted to have a new life, and I was going to have that. A couple of people came into the bus. They would be dropping along the way, so it was nice. A chubby teenager sat beside me, picking his teeth and gassing without a care. I had the undeniably urge to change my seat, but I knew I wasn’t going to be allotted that pleasure, so I slumped into my seat.
Living father AnthonyThe next day, I was really looking glum. I got up by 7pm, and brushed my teeth using charcoal and water from the tap at the side of my house. I was really looking forward to getting out of here, and moving to the place I was set for. Though I didn’t know where I was going, but it felt so good to have a hope for the better life. I stepped into the house from the back, and entered the room I’d been allocated, only to jump out of my skin on seeing Father Antione’s back turned to me. He had never come in here all through my stay. So, what was he doing here? “Good day, sir,” I greeted as I stepped further into the room. He turned around to face me, his face strangely bereft of malice. I was so used to him looking at me with cold eyes, that seeing him without one was mildly unnerving. “I wanted to talk to you,” he said easily. I blinked twice at the formality of it all. It wasn’t in his books to be formal, at least, not
Beginning of slaveryThere are times when life looks so bleak, you can’t see the windows. This was exactly how I was feeling at this moment. It’s been three days; Three days of constant abuses and pain, with nothing to make me feel slightly better. Father Antione has become my nightmare, and every single day, I wonder what I had done wrong to deserve such hatred. It literally beats my imagination, and I’m really worried sick about it. My family had left me for dead, at the most delicate part of my life. I said dead because this was becoming a nightmare. I preferred my old life to this. “Susan!” Father Antione’s voice rang out. “Father!” I responded just as hard. I picked myself up from the dirt ground that had served as my room for months, and walked to the living room. Father Antione was one of the fathers that received visits in his house, as a way to cleanse people of their sins. And, today was no exception. Seated in the parlour were seven
Implicative Dream "Father Antoine" I called and Father Antoine lifted his head up from the Bible he's reading."What's it Susan?" He asked and I hesitated for a minute before I started talking about what's on my mind." You know, you said I should always tell you about my dreams" I started with a bit of nervousness." Yes it will help me deliver you from the demon faster. Do you have any dreams?" He asked and I immediately gained the courage that was fading away gradually back." Yes father, I had a dream last night" I reply" How about it? Tell me about it" " Father , I saw you having sex with madam Lily in my dream last night" I said and father Antoine eyes pops out of their sockets. He removes his glasses and stares at me with a mixed expression. I tried to read the expression on his face and couldn't get it right but it's either he's surprised or angry." Really....!?" He said and I don't even know if it's a question or exclamation but the look on his face lo
I picked everything I needed in my new home and put them in my luggage. Pick some books and photos and arrange them neatly in the luggage. I dragged the luggage out of my room and went downstairs to the sitting room where all my family stood to bade me goodbye.. I bade goodbye to my family and went outside to see a carriage waiting for me outside. I got inside and carted off my belongings. I'm Susan Theodore, a human girl, who was blessed with the gift of prophecy in the town of Kansas. It was believed that everyone who was born with this gift is possessed by a demon including me. So my parents decide to sell me out to Father Antoine of the Catholic Church when they find out I have this gift of prophesying.I remember telling them about a vision I had which is related to a woman in the next villa close to us and that's how they found out about my gift. In the vision, I saw a flash of light and the woman was in labour. She died in the labour leaving the child behind. I couldn't kee