4 3rd Hour - 19:00

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They say monsters aren't under your bed, they are in your head.

But not for me. My monsters are...

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I sighed and chuckled, "You told your side of

the story, so now i'll tell mine."

Lenne nodded at me, smiling, as I tell my part of the story the this hour.

I inhaled sharply, as I start my long ass story.

When my mama suicided when I was at 8 years old, my papa was very depressed.

Since I do not know what was happening, I asked my papa if my mama was going to wake up. Pretending to be deaf, He ignored my question as I pout and walk away due to him not answering my question.

I asked him. At any minute at any hour at any day.

One day, he just couldn't take it. He asked me politely to go to my room. Since I couldn't tell he was mad, I obey immediately hoping that he was just debating to himself if he will answer it. I hopped to my room, changed my clothes and got to bed.

I heard a click. I thought it was just my imagination, since I know papa wouldn't do it.

But what I didn't know was that it wasn't my imagination.

The first thing I saw the next day was few boxes of foods, a water filtration machine, a box with my name written in it, and another box twice the size of the first box.

I stood up, looking around the room.

I first noticed that it was bigger. Second, I have a television, a bathroom, and a walk-in closet full with clothes, a kitchen, and a big ass door I knew wasn't mine. Third, the room was completely empty. Well, except the boxes, my bed, my tv, my bean bag chairs, and my game controllers my mama bought me for Yule.

I first changed and opened the the box with my name on it.

It was a new iPhone, new laptop, new iPad, new headphones, and a few boxes of empty flash drives on it.

I fixed my new room, it exactly looked like my dream room. Except that only stood there was complete silence.

I found two printed notes. So I opened the first one.

It read:

Dear Kira,

I am deeply sorry to do this in a letter.

I know you are big enough to handle yourself, so I got you a new stuffs you knew I couldn't buy. I worked for it. This new little room is your apartment. The nearest one in your school.

I hope you enjoy your new life in here.

Will visit you soon,

Papa

I closed the letter not knowing if I could open the other letter.

Yet, I still opened it.

Dear Kira Ray,

This is the apartment owner, we knew you are still young as you are in you 8th's .

This letter will be beside a small box. Inside, there is your key.

We trust you and will care for you until you are old enough in your own.

We will be in your care.

Grand Lotus Lotis Apartment Owner,

Lotus Lotis Harem III

That day was Monday, so I grabbed my new uniform, loafers, and my key. Then ran out the room locking the door, to head my new private school.

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair, when Lenne spoke, "Maybe your papa has acquaintances." I nodded and replied, "My mama was a model. But no one really thought she has a family. Papa just mentioned my last name, no one knowing he is the husband of the late great model Maria Rias Ray-Banks." He sighed, "You're lucky you're not popular. Everybody, likes know me..." He said. "Even Phoebe and Raven?" He nodded slowly. "Please continue your story, and I will be as quiet as a mouse like you were awhile ago." He whispered receiving a playful shove.

When I got to my school, I changed my shoes from loafers to the school's white with olive green bottom.

Our school uniform was a simple collar shirt, a gray with a goldish jewel for both girls and boys. The bottoms was gray with a single olive green stripe in the almost bottom part.

Well, you probably don't want to know that...

I got to my room and the students start whispering, 'where is her parents?' 'Is she alone?' 'Ew, she's probably that dumb. I mean, she is a blondie.' I cried silently. I got mean comments every single day. I get targeted by bullies every day, losing my self-esteem. They judge me too much!

My papa never visited, but I get my daily needs and clothes the right size for myself...

I wasn't brave enough to protect myself, others say.

But all of it is true.

I cried, burying my face in his warm chest, as he hug me tightly. He whispered, "You don't have to finish it, but i'm always here for you." I cried harder, inhaling his vanilla scent, falling in a dark abyss of sweet dreams.

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I was walking, walking through an endless ocean, which parted against my will.

Air picked me up, as I willed it to fly me high, then lowering me on a high mountain plain.

The clouds darkened as I raised my hand, pointing to my enemy, when I heard a scream.

My eyes snapped open as I breath heavily, sweat pouring out like rain in my body, my body shaking because of my dream.

Lenne stirred awake, asking me what happen. I explained quickly while we ran to the direction of the scream, as we saw the ground in front of Brian open, swallowing a manticore, and close against Brian's will, leaving us with a giant scar on the ground, dumbfounded...

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How's that?! Huh?

A giant plot twist and...

a magical thing?!

I just want to really put a Manticore.

I'm sorry but I really just want to. Hehehe, I'm sorry (not).