VERMIA-Legend Of An Unknown World

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s the point of memorising these names when she would have to forget them all over again. Moving from one city to another frequently was not something she was proud of, especially the fact that she had to change schools oft

ppearance drew so much attention to her. She had always tried to be reticent and quiet but that never worked. Something about her always screamed trouble. She had to always get into trouble for something she did or didn'

he was really good at, but one c

wallowed her in. Self consciousness really had a way of stripping one's confidence. Murmurs had filled the air already and she knew it wa

ched her. He looked obese for his age and freckles filled his face. He had two other boys behind him and they looked like they knew what they were doing, obvi

iled " I see you're new here. Anyways, I'm here to let you know how it's done here. My friends here are Tyle

ou want?"

a new student, he or she has to voluntarily give out his or her lunch to us. If it's tasty, we'll

e other students kept mute. They only watched from a distance. ".. yo

Bobby qu

for survival. I'm so sorry. You poor little things" she retorted. She was sure sh

quite hard and every

be frightened a little? You sure don't need

o leave the scene but Bobby moved closer to her to block her path. She stared at him with all the energy she

Brown," she said to him and his countenance cha

hout warning, he began to slap himself. Everyone was startled. What was happening? He di

idn't know what to say, but whatever was happening to him was highly deserved

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ne of the times she wished to sleep longer. Her heart was still pounding and the bed was wet with her s

out. What the hell was Vermia? She thought, Creepy dreams just found a way of seeping into her sleep these days. She quickly searched around for the book she was trying to read the night before, it might just have crawled into her subconscious. She flipped through the pages and closed it when she saw nothing she was hoping to see. It was romance, not thriller, fantasy or horror,

ir color and skin. She was a red head with natural red hair that curled into waves and She had light blue eyes which people naturally got attracted to. Her s

calling, she knew. She could always pick apart her mother's high pitched

the house because of her. Maybe Vera was extremely obsessed with early morning coffee because she

era said, slowly sippi

emy said to Vera. He walked past her, sliding

ed, rubbing his palms again

ng today?" Freya said walking up t

left overs cus you are late" Vera responded as Freya removed herself and t

my decided to break the silen

ine." She responded impassiv

as Jeremy gulped a cup o

llege been?"

ou know, but I'm go

oing Jeremy, why haven't you

... been busy, you know how c

emy, I don't know how college can

oking, you are still

ery annoying." She

seen each other for a while now, can we all stop bein

u Jeremy" Fr

a palm on his chest and the other on her hand. freya rolled her eyes "I see you're not" she said as she quickly removed

to remember it all along. on Hearing the word, Vera beg

reya asked , stretchin

to her rescue as she began to cough. Her face

bbing the cup of water from Jeremi

aning towards her with ext

erself and they both sat.

nds like the city Ariel the mermaid was from"

er phone. Her countenance changed to a frown suddenly. "... certainl

id picking up her bag and

your way back" jeremy ye

* *

ulled the brakes and took off her

ion. She stepped down from the bike, removed her helmet and placed it on her bike. She unstrapped the box of pancakes from her bicycle, moved closer to the door. It had a front door bell. It was surprising to her that people still used doorbells. That wasn't her business anyways, it wasn't what she was there for. She pressed the doorbell button and wa

you deliver every package with a very wide smile and warmth in your eyes" the manag

ts. You know how those babies can be wh

gatory statements from the woman but she got nothing but cheerful

collected the box from her.".. come inside.." she gesticulate

ied to put her into trouble the previous day at work. She could never forget the Cappuccino woman's face who got everyone con

to have her revenge? To get back at her for everything that happened yesterday? could this be a coincidence? The second time is never

It was as if she got kicked back into earth. "Yeah,

Freya recognized the wallet, there was no mistaking

e woman winked at her. She gav

d back to leave, expecting the woman to call

e had been expecting. Freya f

e said turning around but w

ur name?" The

nly not the question

utiful young lady"

s were supposed to turn ou

the woman following her behind. Was she just going to let her leave th

reya asked. She had decided to fulfil her curiosity by all means.

er on that question . " ..... I think

ed. You made your presenc

at this point, she felt the woman

tress, she'd be an extremely good one. Freya was getting utterly confused. Was everything that happened the previous day another dre

The woman looked surprised. "Yeah!..."she placed her palms on her cheeks ".you definitely saw me

ber ordering exp

satisfaction. It tasted really nice. Thanks for the delivery.bi shou

ened. Disturbed, she wore her helmet and climbed her bike. It would be too awkward if she stood in front of her door lost in thoughts, someo

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ade up her mind to do things, she did it. Extremely well to be precise. She had made up her mind that she was going to deposit the money in her savings box before Jeremy got a hold of it. She had locked her piggy bank Inside a box and hid it under her bed. The key was placed in a place no one would ever think of. Yeah, not even where she herself would think of - inside one of her favorite shoes. She gave a sinister smile. No one would ever figu

she was a threshold of one. Reminiscing about the past, now that she thought about it,

tting better . She smiled. It has been long she had really felt that happy. They say happiness is the best medicine, she was mo

ddenly interrupted by a savory smell.

possible. She found a place to park her bicycle and got down. Her stomach was rumbling and she couldn't wait till she got home. Also, she d

he peak of its blue. The sun shone with moderation, though it was still as chilly as before but who cared? It had been that way for a while now. And most importantly, she was just seeing beautiful people walk by. She smiled at almos

ed to her happiness. The day was supposed to be a good day. Her legs ran faster than her brain thought. It was a slim man in black hoodie. He sure did a clean job and had been stalking her for a while. She didn't know if she was more annoye

it was a good day , she muttered silently, hoping a tear wouldn't drop fr

ondo skills she learned as a child or where she just demanded for the purse nicely. On a second thought, the latter is better. She realised when she took a proper look at his face. He was definitely not someone that looked like one could mess with. The man hit her, pushing her backwards and bending below her arms so as to remove her hands from his clothes and he turned to run. What's the best thing to do when you can't fight the person?" She reminde

out. What was that? The man's focus was now on his hand, not the purse anymore. Freya grabbed the purse watching the man cry out in pain. His hands had

ng inside was complete. Yes it was, she heaved a sigh of relief. The day was just about to turn sour but She didn't understand how everything played out or how a perfectly working hand that had so much vigour to snatch her purse all of a sudden began to burn up.he could have had an illness or

... Before her thoughts got completed, she felt a huge shock from sideways which left her temporary suspended in the air. She could only hear the screams of other pedestrians, the squeals of brakes and the screeching tires of the car that had just hit her. She could feel her limbs no more and she was above the ground. It seemed li