The room was dark but I had a torchlight with me and that helped with my ' expedition ' on finding more documents from the hidden chest.I knew mom wouldn't hide just my birth certificates but there might be more things related to my real the room being musty and having a weird O'Doherty lingering around the air,I was determined to discover more things.

Yellow paper after yellow paper,all written in pen and seemed to be at least a few years old.I placed them on the wooden planked floor beside me and savaged the chest for more treasures.

I opened an album and a note fell out and I read it,it was in English.

Dear Mr Roberson,

Glad to make your acquaintance,we've made it here safely and used some of the funds to get a rented apartment in New York and I have gotten a stable full-time office job which was not much but it's better than nothing.

The fund you have entrusted me is safely secured in the network,our colleagues are pleased to let you know that we've all went under cover with new aliases and names.

I'll be formally addressed as Miranda Fiona Groswerth from now on and that child,Sophie,would be now named Sofia Catherine Balthazlizar.

I've made a plan to move to England but I just need a few thousand till I'll be able to start a small shop to fend for our survival in the post-war world.I might open a sewing shop or a shoe store,I don't know but anything that will help,must be in place.

Thank you for entrusting me with the funds,it was quite challenging to avoid the authorities from knowing this.I've sent the money to the next one-Jimson Wilson Else.

Don't worry,we won't get found out.I've carefully covered my footsteps and one must be extremely intelligent to find out about this.

Is Ainsley alright in the headquarters in Argentina?I hope the poison didn't kill him after my degenerate of a daughter violated the human dogma of morality and gave him a scent of the deadly meddlesome myrtle.

Adolf has recently sent me a message-he has sent two lookalikes to his death place and ordered someone to burn the corpses actually and another one to the soviet's and the Americans to lie about his commitment of wife had recently died of a smallpox infection and he has decided to escape to changed his looks with constant surgeries,I can see him being safe on the run from the world.

No one shall know of this and you too or you'll drag us all down into that hole and we'll all be charged with serious offences and I do not want to spend the rest of my life in the prison.

You,me,Adolf and the others,must keep this to ourselves and keep to our normal war is gone and if we let everyone know we're in hiding,we'll be harshly dealt with.

The war had ended and we should turn over a new leaf but we must all stay in touch if anyone of us runs into trouble with the Americans again.

I'm trusting you with this letter,do not let anyone read this and keep your profile low to avoid arousing any suspicion.

Yours sincerely,

C.

I didn't get why this letter wasn't mailed to this Mr Robertson,I have never heard of him and this letter had a stamp and everything needed to mail with.

And who is Jimson Wilson Else?

His name sort of rings a bell in my head like I've seen him or heard of him before but my brain just can't compute any person's identity out after being overwhelmed by the fact that my biological father was actually alive and he's just on the run in Argentina where the presumed ' headquarters ' are.

And hitler was alive?We were all taught in school that he committed suicide because he was probably disappointed in himself for losing the war and that the nazis were going to be receiving a hefty death sentence or a sentence of life in prison.

What was the network my mother was talking about?Was she illegally transferring money for criminal purposes?

I do not know but this had completely flabbergasted me and I stood
there,rooted to the floorboards with the letter in my hands.

Mix emotions filled me to the top,I was not sure if I was happy or angry that my father was alive.I should be angry that these people lied to me for my entire life!

When I questioned them about these soldiers as I would get frequent flashbacks back in the day when I was a young girl,they would give the excuse of,"They are dressing up and acting."

The feeling of guilt that I had killed my father personally,had already left my body when I read the sentence of:Is Ainsley alright in Argentina?

He's definitely alive for sure and he should be hiding in Spain now,I'm just praying here that he is,alive as this letter confirms his living,now.

"Why are you doing here?"

Her quick,slick question shocked me out as I jumped when I heard her-my mother as her palm harshly landed on my cheek,my eyes water and she whispered in a boiling tone,"You shouldn't be here,you little devious bitch."

"I've the right to know,mother."Saying the word mother was plain difficult for me since I realised she was lying to me and hiding secrets from me and I landed painfully on the floorboard.

Why was she here?Isn't she in Paris for some political conference?

"You better keep that little sinister mouth of yours shut,bitch or we'll be in deep trouble."She pointed her finger at me,trying to deter me from finding out anything.

"So it was true then?"I said as I looked at her in disgust and she shoved me onto some object which made a cut on my face."Dad's Ali-"

"We shall never speak of this again,get it,bitch?"She says to me harshly and I got up before numbly supporting myself while I scurried back to my suite.

She must be hiding something here,a secret.

I locked the door and turned on the switch and groggily walking to the bathroom.

I cleaned up my cut with water after i had stopped the bleeding,it was not painful at all since this was nothing compared to what I have gone through.I picked up my hand mirror and looked at my face,the cut was at my cheek and luckily,it didn't cut near my eye.

I threw the wet cloth onto the table and grabbed the Wine from the basket that I have hidden in the closet and poured it into a glass before the bitter liquid burns my throat and I sighed.

I didn't care that she had made that cut on my cheek,all I wanted to know was why didn't she tell me the truth sooner or later?Was she hiding more secrets from me?I hated when someone lied to me and she was the woman who gave birth to me!Why couldn't she tell me?I'm good at keeping my lips sealed.

Whatever the reason was,I didn't know it and nor she will soon tell me what is going on with her and our identities,I let the liquid slid down onto my painful throat and a few tears slid down my face.I wiped them away and poured more of it into my glass and consumed it.

Every glass I took,it was filled with remorse,pain and resentment.I hate her.I hate her for lying to can't she tell me?

My voice became hoarse as I tried to sob and i let the drink control me,drowning my sorrows along with it.

I wanted to forget everything...Hugo...Frederick...everyone,I didn't want to deal with it,I'm too tired to keep up with my fake image and the lies that I made up.I don't want to face the consequences and let everyone hurt me.I just can't...

I didn't want to die,I just wanted to forget everything and start over again.I don't want to get hurt by someone I love.

The alcohol was stolen from my father's cellar,I stole wine often from him-I don't think he has noticed as I take one bottle every few months.

I just wanted to take a plane or a train to Argentina to see my though he lied to me,it was obvious that he loves me more than that ' mother '.I want to see his face,I want to hug him and tell him that I love him.

My sharp nails clawed against my skin,making the bright red scratches visible and they lacerated my skin,blood slowly trickling out of the marks.

I drew back and blenched at the affliction,snivelling with the bitterness in my aching heart.

I just drank.

Quaffing down every drop of the acerbic,intoxicating liquor that threatened to make me lose it.

And I did.

I clutched my fists,curling myself up in a ball on the soft carpet,weeping with sorrow while pondering about everything.

Why did she lie to me?

Who is Mr Robertson?

Why?

Why?

These questions bounded me to a chain of never ending to anguish and misery.

I'm exhausted,tired of this.I can't keep lying to people, anymore.

I had finished tormenting myself for the mind was buzzy and I wanted more of the liquid,it was a savior to me,nothing had mattered to me anymore.

The dark liquid flows into my glass as I gulped it down in three swallows,I groaned as my head feels like a wrecking ball that has been hit onto a forehead has raindrops of sweat on it,sliding down my face as I clenched my fists and break into an uncontrollable sob.

I was in pain,an emotional impending questions tormented me.

Why is Frederick your friend?

Why can't you do something right for once?

Why are you such a weakling?

Why can't you be beautiful for once?

The whys swam around the flow of my thoughts and it burnt my heart like wildfire,I tugged on my hair till my scalp hurt with a few strands of my hair,falling down.

I watch as they fall down and counted to myself,"1...2...3...4...5..."A wave of frustration came over me,I couldn't be like the ideal one that I had hoped for myself and that fact had disappointed me.

The folds of my gown crinkled as my fingers squeezed them and I slammed my fist onto the table,making an obvious dent on it and it didn't hurt at all.

I'm tired of this,I needed to get rid of Hugo's presence in my life.

Glasses of the wine was drank by me and I had finished three quarters of the wine and I was panting and heaving,I was releasing my anger and my pain through them.

Few hours had gone by and it was early morning,4am in the morning by the time I was sipping on my wine.I was confused and my eyes and my whole body hurts.

I shouldn't have drank the whole bottle of wine,I felt nauseous and I could hear the faint ring of the telephone-I must be hallucinating and I attempt to stand up but instead,I stumbled and fell onto the soft carpet,hurting my chin and a bruise is probably forming there by now.

My hands pushed my body up and I stumbled around,holding onto the various types of furniture in my suite for support and the telephone was still ringing,I didn't know why I was so determined to answer a phone call.

I picked it up and I answer in a monotonous voice,"He...hello,who's this?"

I can feel the caller wincing in pain and it was a weird feeling.

"Sofia?"

Oh,how fantastic!It was Hugo,the person I dreaded to hear from.

"Go away...I-...don't want to hear your...stupid and annoying voice!"I say in sharp and annoyed voice which I managed to pull off and he sighed and said,"I just wanted to make sure you're okay."

"I'm-I'm...fi-fine..."I lied and my nails claw my skin,sinking deep into it and he said in a firm voice,"You're not."

I laughed,"Wh-why...do...you-you...care,anyways?"

Didn't he say I was a bitch from what I could recall from my foggy memories,he had called me a whore who slept with other men?

There was a pause before he continued,"I'm your friend,I care about you."

I chuckled,"Y-you...not my f-friend...you're funny,H-Hugo."

"I am and I want to care about you."

"No-no...one cares... about me,after a while,you will leave me,Frederick,Penn-y,Regina,Declan and everyone else will leave me I-i will be happy!"I say in the most charismatic tone and took a slug of the bottle and chugged the wine down,laughing at the process.

"Why are you like this?Did I really hurt you that much?"He asks and I chuckle,"You...you-you...i...can-not...-be like-this?"

"I know and I'm sorry for saying those words to you,I shouldn't have done didn't deserve that and I admit I was in the wrong,please accept my apology."

"H-Hugo...sorry...-doesn't make up the pain...I suffered...-I ca-can't forgive you..."I choked as my speech slurred even more,mixed with pain,anxiety and anger.

"Are you drunk,Sofia?"Hugo asks me in a loud voice,I bet Ireland could even hear him.

I put the opening of the bottle near my mouth and swallowed a mouthful of the wine,"Y-yeah...but-you...don't care..."My head was aching and my body was shaking.

"Why have you become like this,Sofia?This isn't the lovely and nice girl,I know."

I wanted to yell.

I wanted to scream.

I wanted to laugh at his folly,I wasn't a lovely and a nice girl in the first place at all,I was a girl with problems who is too weak to defend herself.

I continued muttering random words,the world spun in my eyes as I continued with the call,"...I hate myself."

The bile in my throat burns me internally and just about he was to answer,the repulsive liquid had came up and the phone was dropped onto the carpet and I scurried to the bathroom,making in time for the yellow liquid filled with chunky solids to land into the toilet bowl.

There goes the pasta you consumed for dinner.

I emptied the contents of my stomach,spewing up while howling in despair.

No one can help me.

My throat was stinging,bloody excruciating.

I feel some of the alcohol running out of my system and I frowned at that and I still felt queazy after throwing up even after my system was almost cleared of the alcohol.

I wiped my mouth with my hand and walked slowly back to the telephone and picked it up with my bottle in the other hand.

"Are you alright?"He asks frantically and I say,"I'm...fine."

"Stop drinking, 's bad for your health."He says and I rolled my eyes and laughed wildly,"You...-can't tell me what to do!"

The liquid comes down my throat and I coughed and he stated,"Don't hurt your self."

"You're hurting me...don't-call...me ever...-again."I mumbled as I rest my heavy head on the pillow and I feel him being at unrest,"Don't...you have E-leanor?"

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Go away..."

"Don't."

"Bye."I slammed the phone down and hung up before he could say anything else,my head was hurting like crazy and my hands were trembling.

I looked through the window,Ray's of the morning sun was starting to show and I laid my head on my soft pillow and closed my eyes.

~~~
My head was as heavy as the 100 kilo gram weights.

I wiped the blood from my arms while holding the wail that was pressuring me to let it out.

It hurt.I don't understand ?

I dabbed the foul-smelling medical pigment with some gauze and applied it on my scratches,flinching at the agony it caused me.

I reluctantly wrapped them in ba adages while sulking at the ugliness in them.

I looked at myself in my mirror.

You look like a mummy.

I shuddered at the reflected image of myself and pulled on a blouse with jeans,fitting my feet with some boots.

I got my coat and placed it on the bed and moped,i didn't want to talk anyone,Alissa isn't a special exception.

I didn't want to attend breakfast today,I wasn't hungry and i was expecting a dirty look from my mother.

I sighed solemnly.

~~~
Didn't have a goal today,merely wanted to apply myself to my studies and get it over and done with.I was slower in walking,louring at everyone,I wasn't ebullient by nature,anyways.

"Ah-,Ms Caroline,I needed to talk with you-privately,in my office now."The headmaster interrupted my boring train of thoughts and I nodded at him numbly,following him from behind.

"So what is it you want to talk about,sir?"I asked him as I folded my arms,expecting a swift and efficient answer,I didn't want to waste my precious time by talking with a wanky old man like him.

"On Awards Day,you will be required to say a speech for the Italian Italian."

"Alright then,Sir."I said to him before he excused me,I walked out of the door and groaned at my agreement,I have to prepare a a waste of my time.

Well,at least I could practice the language for a while and it could be a benefit to me.

I wanted to avoid him,Hugo.Even thinking of his name enrages me,I feel my jaw clench and my finger tighten when I saw him.

Don't look at him.

I caught him staring at me while I was getting my textbooks from my locker,the only word that came up to my mind was lust.

I admit I was a pretty one but it was creepy and lecherous of him to do that.

Don't acknowledge him.

I still had an urge to hit him but I resisted it,shuddering at the memory of me and him,snogging.

I sat down at the back of the class as per usual,placing my bag on the seat beside me to prevent anyone sitting on it especially Hugo.

I tossed my hair back and sighed at the pain the scratches caused me,I can't help but to scape the skin below my wrist with my nails,it satisfied me when it started bleeding,I stopped the blood and pulled my sleeve down quickly.

Regina was nowhere to be seen,she wasn't late often-she was never late.

"Class,pull out mock paper 16 and we'll continue with question 13."Ms Flora says and I took it out,frowning at the 29/100 I got for the test,I needed to study more.

She continued explaining the steps to accomplish the answer to these stupid model and geometry questions which was like gibberish to me as my head felt like they have been smashed by a hammer.

The ratio of the number of candies Mary and John has,is gives 1/5 of her candies to her brother,they have 899 candies much did John have?

Stupid questions...stupid Hugo...stupid mother.

I thought to myself as I listened to her boring explanation.

"-Ms Elise,you're late-"

"I'm sorry but-"Regina tries to apologies to Ms Flora but only to get the woman saying.

"No buts-"

"Agh,what did I even do wrong?Geez woman,what is your fucking problem?"She said,raising the volume of her voice.I have never seen Regina being so rude before,what was happening here?

"Don't you dare argue with me and talk in the class with this kind of language!"Ms Flora shouted,slapping the detention card in Regina's face but only for her to reply."What I even do wrong?Agh!"She was flustered,sweaty and lastly,boiling with pure fury as she stomped back to her seat,throwing her bag at crossed her arms as her water bottle fell down,"Agh!"

I was looking at her with concern when she whipped her head around and growled,"What's your problem,Sofia?"

"N-nothing."I stammered and a few of my classmates giggled and laughed at that scene,what a great morning to begin with- a headache and an angry friend.

I was thinking,alone.

"Come with me."Hugo yanked me by my arm,shocking me as I was making my way to detention,always interrupting my negative thoughts.

"Let go of me!"His grip on me tightened and he pulled me across the hallway as people turned around and witnessed the scene,I wanted to slap him so much but my other hand was busy carrying my bottle.

I was worried my scratch would start bleeding again and I would humiliated if anyone finds out.

He pulled me into the room,cluttered with buckets and mops and shelves of cleaning liquids.

I'm going to die.

"Let go of me!"I said for the umpteenth time,my head felt like lead and I squirmed and he locks the door roughly,switching on the faint light.

"What are you doing?"I ask and he turns around and walked closer to me and I backed down,what was he going to do?

"Why are you avoiding me?"

I ignored his gaze on me and his jaw clenched before he lifts my chin gently and inspects my face for a while,"What's that?"

"What's what?"I grumbled as his eyebrows furrowed and he winced as if he was in deep pain and his eyes lightened,"Who did this to you?"

I was being absent-minded and forgot about covering up my cheek to hide the scar,"I...I-knocked into a lamppost!"

The stupidest excuse in the history of mankind.

"Lampposts doesn't cut people,they give 't lie to me,Sofia."He says as his eyes filled with growing concern and I looked at the side and tried to shake his hand off."Let go of me."I barked,anger boiling in me,steam was billowing out of my ears.

"Tell me."He demanded and pain excruciated in my wrist,his grip on it was getting tighter and tighter.

"I won't."I say and he shoved me onto the wall and I grimaced at the pain that my poor spine has suffered and my fingers slowly curl up into a fist."Why do you care?"

"I care because I'm your friend."Hugo said through gritted teeth,showing his frustration at me and I narrowed my eyes at him,"You don't,you just want me back to fulfil your ' needs ' but sorry,I'm not moving back to square one."

"Tell me who made that scar on you,don't tell me it was you."He says and I said,"You have no right to know."

He then pulls me closer to him and our eyes meet,heat radiating between our bodies,his breath on my neck."What are you doing?"I ask and he whispers,"Why did you drink?"

Dumbfounded,I mumbled,"I just wanted to drink it."It was that moment when the volume of his voice was raised higher,though loud enough to only hear it in the closet,"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS,SOFIA?"

He shakes me viciously and I say,"I told you,you have no right to know."

"You're hurting yourself."He grimaced and had a hurt look on his face like he was a wounded animal that was recently shot,I counter,"I'm not,this is me."

Yes,it was true-well,partially but I'm not hurting myself,he's the one who's doing this.

"It isn't you."A wave of confusion washes over him as his eyes filled with water and I frowned and said,"Let go of me,I don't care what you are going to say,just let go of me."

"Sofia,you're just hurting yourself."He says in a soft and understanding voice and I narrowed my eyes at him,saying sharply,"I'm not."

That fellow will not stop until he gets what he wants,doesn't he but I'm not going to give him the answer.

"Sofia-"

"I said,let me go!"I hollered,my jaw twitched and tried to shake my arm off of his would be billowing from my ears if weren't for my patience with fools like him."Why do you care?Why?"

He stared at me blankly,trying to think of an answer to satisfy me.

"Why do you care,Hugo?You said I was a slut,a whore,last Friday 't that enough?Didn't you add enough to my grief?Do you even understand me or love me?"I hollered,brawling as I sniffed,my hoarse voice tingling with unbearable pain,"I said,let me never ever loved me and I loved ,as silly as it sounds."I looked up,my arms folded,"I actually loved Hugo Adam and was I thinking?Loving a guy because we make out?I don't know but it makes me more than a fool to believe your devious lies."

"I'm tired of this,I can't stand the sight of go away, away from me.I don't want to see you,Hugo.Find someone else who is capable of loving you even more than I because I'm tired,I'm in fatigue.Please go away."I was uncontrollable,sobbing as he pulled me closer to him,he said softly,"I'm sorry too,"

"I SAID LET ME GO."I screamed,he finally did,his eyes were filled with tears and my eyes twitched as I said my last words quietly,"I love you."before planting a light kiss on his cheek,we were about the same height so I didn't need to tiptoe or anything like that,I just kissed his cheek with the most passion I could muster up at this moment,"Bye,Hugo."

I went to unlock the door,rattling the stupid doorknob in frustration when it didn't open,I was about to open the door when he says in a soft voice,"Don't hurt yourself,Sofia."

Delusional boy.

I thought to myself as I slammed the door and stormed across the hallway,my forehead had droplets of sweat,my face was red,bloody red.

I was in solemnisation,no one was in the hall,you could even echo in it and your voice will travel back to you.

I tried to hold in my tears,my brown coat was like my haven,keeping me warm all the time and lastly,it didn't hurt me at all.

I swung open the bathroom door,the bathroom was empty and I turned on the tap,the flow of the water instantly came out and I splashed my face with the cool water,groaning and gurgled my mouth with water to remove the scent of the liquor and took out my makeup pad,trying to use the blush to cover up the pink streak across my cheek and not act like I'm some sort of seemed to look my skin,I guess so.

The running,frigid water ran through my fingers like the river,I washed my face which was caked in dried tears.

I looked at myself with droplets of water slowly dripping down from my jawline and I panted as I looked at myself in the mirror.

I looked horrendous,my hair was in a mess and I resembled a lunatic.I used my hair brush to try and control my frizzy hair with some water.

In the end,I still had some of the scent on me but you could only smell it if you're quite close to me and I sprayed some of the emergency perfume I had on me.

I sighed and Alissa walked into the bathroom and I turned around and she said,"I see that the lover boy has given you a little speech on not hurting yourself but he's right,you should stop."

"Hey,you were the one who told me to pull the trigger of the gun!"I counter in frustration and she gazed at me in disbelief,"I was in a bad mood."

"That gives me the reason too!"I admit I was apathetic about this but who cares,it's my life not her's or his' slammed her fist on the sink's counter and it cracked,"You're going to live,no matter what,I don't care what kind of bullshit you give me unless it's about him again then yes."

"Okay when did I say that I want to commit suicide?"I threw my hands into the air with frustration and scratched my scalp till it hurt,I've been doing this often since...I don't know when this started to become a habit of mine.

"Lots of signs tell me you're going to fall into that dark abyss where no matter how much you tried,you'll never be able to climb out of it."She says and I arched my eyebrows at her,"I'm not going to,Alissa."

"Soon you'll know."She scoffed and crossed her arms and said,"Detention or lunch?"

Who even cares about some punishment I got for yelling at people who are literally 12 and are kissing and invading the school environment and my precious privacy?

When someone entered the bathroom,Alissa vanished and the girl with light brown hair was about to walk to the sink beside me and said,"Heartbroken,huh?"

I nod and she sighs,"Boys are such assholes these days."

"Right."I said and she reached out her hand,introducing herself,"Marscella,quirky name I know but my mom's name is Hermoine so at least we're for short.

I laughed.

"Sofia."I smiled warmly at her,'at least I made a new friend,' I thought to myself and she says,"He cheated on me with another girl so I left him."

"Used me for his pleasure and we had to pretend we weren't a couple-"

"Hugo,right?"

"How do you know?"

"That guy pulling you into the closet,must have huge guts to do it because they would think you know-"

"No!He just wanted to talk to me about my...um-issues."

"Well,nice to meet you."She pauses before slapping the cover of the make-up pad,shut."Farewell."She smiles warmly at me and she reminded me of my old friend,Ruby,from the their skin tones are totally different,I felt they were alike like does occasionally visits me a few times during the summer,we went pranking the people with our water pistols-with our identities hidden,I even shot a police man with it!He was basically muttering something incoherent,probably something vulgar since I had ruined his awesome he never bothered to find out who was the perpetrator.

Now,I can't be like that.I can't go around and act like I'm a part of them;I'm simply not!I wasn't born here.I didn't spend the early parts of my childhood, can't I just force myself to lie?To am I just tired of lying to with these problems...now,everyone thinks I'm Hugo's girlfriend or something,simply brilliant.

Naturally,I chose lunch and that's how I ended up queueing for a plate of chicken sandwiches while my fellow mate,Frederick,dwelled in the stupid detention room.

Why can't he have left me alone?But when I think of it,I would ended up more bruised and he took a few punches for he really like me from Alissa had said?I don't personally 'like,like' him but I just like him as a friend and he is a nice person and all but I won't be able to comprehend a relationship with him.

I sat down at the table where Regina was sitting alone and she was alone,eating her salad quietly,she wasn't like this was kind of a enthusiastic girl who was a chatterbox.

"Regina,what's wrong?"I asked her in concern and she didn't reply,looking down at her salad and poked at the lettuce before tears fell down and she sobbed.

"Regina-"

"Don't talk to me!"Regina cried and wiped away her tears and continued sobbing whereas I was here,helpless and had no whereabouts of Declan and were they?

I felt awful that I couldn't help and had a sense that I needed to leave-she needed some space for herself and sort out her emotions.

I sat down at an empty table near the end of the cafeteria and I unwrapped the plastic that packed the sandwiches and bit into it,tasting the cold and putrid mayonnaise,definitely expired.

I groaned and put my straw into the carton of milk that I have bought and I only tasted a sour chunk of yellow solid, and I was sickened by the food they sold in the cafeteria,this was revolting and unhygienic,why would anyone do this?

I guess the world was against me for today and I didn't know what I did wrong,seriously?

I sighed and threw the milk carton onto the tray and some of the milk spilt onto the sleeves of my blouse and I groaned once again.

"My rotten luck."I muttered to myself as I placed my tray at the tray collection area and walked carefully this time-the floor was recently mopped and I did not want to slip and break my spleen.

I grabbed my bag and made my way to the rooftop,shoving everyone aside as I crossed the hallway.I felt a pair of eyes on me,Hugo's,I could reckon he either busy snogging Eleanor or planning to prank the principal again with his stupid friends but why do I care?I have better things to do than care about him.

They say that if you ignore the boys,they will think you're hard to get and you'll have a ton trying to chase you.I don't think that's true though.

I was thinking about Regina,what happened to her?Normally she wouldn't cry and where is my other friends?This was a very strange world...

The door to the roof top was unlocked and I opened it and stared at the sky,"What did I do wrong,you fool!"

Then I felt a few raindrops on my nose and it started raining again before I hear the thunder,I groaned and kicked the ground and I winced at the is the world so against me,today?

I took off my coat and looked ,life isn't so rosy,isn't it?I happen to have one that has poppies,a poisonous one to have.

I sat down on the bench and plucked a petunia from a flower patch and smelled the Fragance of the beautiful flower and a tear fell down on the petal and slid off it and placed the flower back on the soil of the patch before looking up at the sky.

I had to sort out my problems,I can't do this every day and I wouldn't be able to handle this for a long time.

My heart arched as the raindrops pelted me harder and harder,a flash of yellow appeared on the sky before the booming sound of the thunder was heard.

I stood up and closed my eyes,feeling the raindrops on my body and I stuck my tongue out and tasted the cold and salty taste of the rainwater on it.

Is this what it feels like to be connected with nature?I admit it was the closest way I got near to it,letting the rain drench me and a smile curved through my lips.