I am Cora. I live in India, in Hasrax house.
"Good Morning Cora!" Mom woke me up cheerfully. I JUST don't understand these people, the morning race. I mumbled a good morning and washed up. I got out of the washroom to the smell of delicious pancakes and honey. To my utter disgust, Mom and Dad's plates were covered in our dear Pomeranian Maddie's fur. Ugh! Fur! It makes me so uncomfortable.
Only my best friend Yolanda understands me. I quickly ate up my breakfast. "What's for lunch?", I called over my shoulder. Mom replied, "Sandwich". I checked my luchbox. Thank goodness there was no fur! I raced down to the gate and sat beside Yolanda, waiting for the School Bus. When it came, we got onto the bus. We heard a familiar prissy voice say, "Wow, what have the Hasrax girls brought today? Quick, else...", Iola was well known for her ultimatums, so Yolanda and me quickly handed over our delicious lunches. Ugh, we were SO done with her. But her father was one of the few people investing in helping our school infrastructure, so if anyone ever stood up against her bullying, she was expelled.
Yes, you heard me right, like, Jade stood up to her bullying and was expelled! So we have to live our terrible life here, well, it's better than being lifeless! As they say, Half a loaf is better than none!
I started having a strange dream. A creepy beast would follow me and before we would meet face to face, my stupid alarm clock would ring. I would wake up, sweating and panicking, not knowing how to process it. On Saturday night, I clicked the alarm shut so that I would dream 'completely'. I saw the face, there was something familiar about those eyes. The next day when I saw Yolanda, I realised it. Yolanda is the beast! The terrible monster of my nightmares!
The next day Mom gave me some weird beans for lunch. Iola didn't take it, disgusted. Even I was disgusted. At midnight, Mom, Dad and Yolanda woke me up. They tied me to a pillar and forced those beans down my mouth with a weird chunky liquid. I could no longer stand it and gulped it down.
Suddenly I became furry, no longer afraid of Iola. Yolanda bumped her shoulder with mine, and said, "Shall we take care of Iola now?". I agreed. But before leaving, my parents told me something. Hasrax house was originally Hasraks house, which if you rearrange, becomes Rakshas! In India, it means Monster! This is the shelter of ancient dynasties of Monsters, Hasrax house. Now I began eating Raw meat sandwiches and fur no longer upsets me.
I am no longer the 'fraidy-cat, and Iola got her fright when we attacked her at night. We told her we attacked her for our bullying. From then on, life is the saltiest!
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