THE SECRET OF DEATH

The stuffy atmosphere could be felt by anyone when they saw this person. This person is just a teenage girl, she is currently sitting on a bench that is old. This can be concluded through the dust attached to the body of the bench. The color that should have been light brown now doesn't look like that anymore. Maybe if someone has a body weighing over 50kg, without thinking about the length of the chair it will collapse.The girl was covered in cold sweat. Her face could not be seen because her long hair covered it. The girl's hair was brownish in color with a white bandage that was increasingly sagging. She kept looking down as if she saw something right in his lap.Those little white fingers were playing with something, a pen. The pen was completely black.The room he was in was very stuffy with a musty smell everywhere. A room made of piles of old stones covered with cobwebs and decorated with several unused objects."Hahaha..." the girl's voice sounded low a

She had just finished pampering himself. Her hair is black but when exposed to light it looks wet brown and now she is reaching for the towel on her bed. A blue towel depicting a cat robot cartoon character who is currently floating in the world. She rubbed has hair while dancing and muttering like she was singing a song I don't know what?Then she brought has feet which were wrapped in white slippers beside a dark brown cupboard with a large size in front of the mirror. She looked at himself there standing with a pale face and only a bathrobe clinging to his body. For a few seconds she smiled and then faded away. "Oh, that's enough. I haven't even spent 24 hours here yet, but why do I look like I'm enjoying it." She said annoyed as she threw the towel she used earlier to dry has hair.Alexa who threw her towel on the wooden floor walked quickly towards the bed with a white bad-cover. She quickly lay down there, "comfortable enough." She muttered again. Then she looked at th

Alexa Brown lay down on the bed with a white bad-cover after putting away her uniforms, brushing her teeth and washing her face with facial foam. She closed his eyes briefly remembering the events of a few hours earlier. She remembered has first friends as well as Patter's odd accent.Weird accent...Alexa suddenly blushed and chuckled quickly she pulled her pillow and hugged her tightly burying herself in the pillow.A few minutes she realized that she had not contacted his parents, she quickly reached for has cell phone under the pillow, pressed the on button on has cell phone and swiped the lock screen. She suddenly paused, "23 times.."Alexa frowned and showed no network at all. She now felt between regret and not. She regretted that she didn't take his phone out earlier. She is now transfixed when she sees on his cell phone screen it says mom calling 23 times. "Arghhh...." Alexa moaned loudly. She doesn't care if has roommates will protest or his room neighbors.His roomm

Since a few minutes ago, when break time ended. She was already sitting on the toilet of the girls' bathroom that the school had provided. There are 10 toilets in the women's bathroom and in the rooms. She is currently sitting in booth 4 from the front. She sat nervously in the room. She was restless not because of the rotten smell of the cubicle or because she was skipping classes. She was nervous because something that had burdened her for a long time was now slowly breaking out. Causing her brain to force herself to remember something she wanted so badly to erase.She buried her face in her palms and said something. Like words of wisdom or prayers so that she can relax and be confident that everything will be fine. Her palms were slowly moved away from her face when she got a signal from her cell phone that didn't have a quwerty button, the phone vibrated. Slowly she took the phone in her lap."We'll meet after my class is over." She read a short message from someone who

Margaret smiled enjoying Sean Thompson always the same statement, "Sean, I can feel something around that pool. What do you see?" she asked."Flying dogs, two headed girls, legless women, old men with peeling faces, cats with the face of wolves and something that's staring at you." Sean replied, but his face contorted again at his last statement. "Irritating." Sean snapped and he stood up from his seat, and in a moment he was about to step over to the edge of the pool, but Margaret quickly stopped Sean. "Sit down." Margaret asked gently. She really wanted to laugh at Sean who was so annoyed at something she couldn't see, it was clear Sean's face showed displeasure and would soon pounce on something that annoyed him, "she doesn't bother us, sit down again, let her look at me or at you Even if she tries to approach me she won't." "But the way she looks at you irritates me." Margaret laughed softly when she found Sean Tompson who was very cute when he was jealous, so far she had neve