“We can't contact your fiancée, Lucia. I'm sorry, but it looks like your marriage won't go through.” When I heard what she was said, I almost fell, but they immediately caught me by my arm. It was the most important occasion of my life, but all my dreams suddenly collapsed instantly. I don't know whether what is happening to me is my karma or because nothing is really destined for me. But I also believe that Jake can't do that to me because I know how much he loves me. But if it's true what they tell me that he ran away just so our marriage wouldn't go ahead, what was his reason, and why did he do that? He is so kind and so loyal to me that it is impossible for him to love anyone else besides me. I know all of his close friends, and they all have families of their own. So, how did he run away on the very day of our wedding. Everything is almost ready, we have our own house, and we have plans for our marriage. We also have a plan on how we will build our own family. So, I don't believe

While I was walking back to my house, I stopped walking for a moment when I saw a familiar man's face in the distance. If I'm not mistaken, it was Sixto, and he seemed to be heading to that coffee shop, that's why I thought of approaching and calling him. But before I could mention his name, someone suddenly covered my mouth and pulled me into the dark alley. He leaned me against the wall and even though it was dark in that place I could recognize his voice. “How are you, Lucia? It's been a while since we've seen each other and talked like this. I'm sorry if I've been busy these past few days because I've been doing a lot.” He said while I looked at him in shock. “How did you know I was here?” I'm asked him. I didn't reveal everything I knew about him, and I also didn't show my weakness in front of him because he might panic and think of doing something bad to me. “I've been calling you on your phone number for several days, but I can't reach you. Have you changed your number?” he s

In a dark forest where I woke up and realized myself. I looked around and saw nothing but tall trees. The silence around was dark and eerie. Until I heard a rustling from behind me. I immediately turned around and noticed the glowing eyes staring at me. His sharp eyes looked familiar to me. He slowly came out of the darkness and I noticed his saliva dripping from his terrifying fangs. He was extremely thirsty, and it looked like a monster like him hadn't eaten in a long time. That's why, before he could get close to me, I immediately sped away. I tried to scream, but no voice came out of my mouth, so I just continued running as the fierce wolf chased me. But I frowned and was surprised to notice that it was as if I were going through the same thing over and over again and that I was not progressing where I was. I can't find the exit, and I can't see anything out of this area. Because of that, I felt nervous and scared. It seems like this happened only now in my whole life, and it appea

For two years I kept having nightmares. I always see myself in a dark place with blood on my hands and stains on my white clothes. I'm always running away, even though I don't understand why I'm so scared and who I'm hiding from. Until I wake up with sweat on my face and gasping for breath. It's been almost two years since the biggest nightmare happened in my life. Two years passed when I killed everyone in the church and my mother while I was not in my right mind. Until now, what happened before is still a puzzle to me and I don't know how I did that to them or how I got to this place where no one knows me and my true identity. I just found myself inside the church and the nuns were waking me up. From then on, they took me in and kept me in their home, even though they didn't know how much sin I had committed. However, I chose to keep everything a secret from them and hid my true identity. I started and lived in that place pretending I don't remember anything, so they accepted me and

They usually call the mental disorder I have hallucination, or sometimes they also call it D.I.D or multiple personality disorder. But for others they call it a curse or a son of demon. Not everyone who goes through with this condition has bad intentions to others, but there are also a few like me who go to the point of hurting other people. What's even worse is that we don't feel pity, sadness or regret for what we've done, but instead we become satisfied and feel better. Because of the clothes I wear and because of the religion I follow, they don't see my true mask. They did not think ill of me, they did not suspect me, or it never occurred to them that I might commit a great sin. That's one of the reasons why I stayed in the church and pretended to be a good servant because that's where I hid my true self. As time goes on and time passes, I gradually discover the real me. Little by little, I seem to be getting used to my wrong and bad work. It was as if everything were normal to m