Pain is a luxury

lly!

quite a month for me, a lot happened, to me and my

miss Racheal Tun. After the death of my parents, child protection services hande

about my looks than the fact that I’m getting ripped out of the life I just got, I fina

g skinnier than ever In the most scandalous way humanly possible was an elite feeling, my

ell she was worried, for someone who barely works and settles all our

my skin, which apparently glows. You’re finally

to cancel all your plans and endeavor to stay in all day, the whole coven will b

n? I asked or rather,

urbing tones but my message was relayed, her cold eyes wandered

sses surging through my veins, in complete ecstasy I asked; Aunty, why didn’t you tell me? I could handle being

her for some secret mastermind but there was some twist to her, she w

mal tone, I swallowed the gulp of saliva down my oesophagus because I was

scented herbs and above all our dinner table was set in the most eloquent way possible, this w

r, I said smiling even tho I was scared of the outcome of th

the inaccuracy of the movies I fervently consumed, t

ntly leave school and now live in the dark and dus

ey are

e was slim, tall and above all extremely feminine, her grace was unmatched and her da

t was just eating, passing of meals and short conversations about work and recent development

was extremely handsome, I was told to step out and the initiation process began, they seem to know more of me than I do

took over my body, I felt intoxicated, empty and for some t

d his

ah

es I didn’t just say th

only way out, I couldn’t breathe but each time I chant the name

keep track of the graphic, the water, the wind, the fire, the storm, the thunder and

would ever find a serpent attractive, the dark spots glows and I suddenly f

understanding which could not be linked to a memory was a little bit scarie

hhh

in my home, no one i

is your familiar” the middle ag

than everyone and bore a prestigious scar, his beauty was subtle but alluring. His movements calculated and hi

n’t know what getting my powers would look like nor feel like, it started; it was intrusive, forceful but if I could e

s told to join the young witches and I was quite shocked by how many of these girls slept with their familiar’s, I kn

was like a brother, we walked together and understood o

those moments than I’ve ever been in my life, I met this warlock and I could swear he

ged completely, not just by the initiation but also by the information I subconsci

ing a lot of memories and crafting the souls of the damned, for the first time I heard his voice

one, so how are yo

e could also hear my tho

going to school? Do we

to go together and his cover up

houghts, recreating secrets and automating pain. Wha