Blair_Smith

《3052010》

 That's all Lola Liza gave me. She said I should go immediately if I found out what those numbers meant. Why doesn't she just tell me everything that she knows? How do I know what those numbers mean? I feel like I'm about to go crazy, I hear voices as if they want to say something to me and eyes watching every move I make. 

Is this the sign Lord? Is this a crazy note- "Library, page 305, Line 20, position 10", I could hear the deep of his voice that you could immediately say he was a man and I also felt the coldness of his breath that set up my feathers, I turned around to see who it was but nothing, nobody.

 The shocking thing is that I am the only one here on the side of the road, it's official I am going crazy. I will see a doctor tomorrow in case I have money. If the doctor said that I'm a crazy person will I really go crazy for the rest of my life !? I stared at the paper I was holding, all the numbers mentioned to me were correct, I was just not sure if what he said was true. 

It's up to me, nothing will be lost if I go and look, right?

The Scars Left By MEMORIES

 I opened my eyes and tried to adjust it to the light. What time is it? I looked around, where am I? Why am I here? There are so many questions in my mind right now, then the happenings that happened last night kick me hard. Immediately sadness replaced my poker one, fortunately, I was not raped or robbed and thank God for it I looked at the contents of my suitcase all of my clothes and things are still there, I searched my cellphone in my pocket and I can still feel it ... thank you.


Why did I even do to make the world suffer me like this?


I stared at the old lady, she looked like she was in her late 60's but she was still beautiful and you could see his narrow eyes, she was holding a broom, why does she have a broom? Am I blocking her? I looked at my appearance in the mirror of the antique shop and gosh I look like as if a storm had passed me and it was obvious that heaven and earth had fallen on my face, and all of this happened overnight. I looked at the antique shop that I took shed last evening, it looks new and elegant like it always like that ever since did I sleepwalk again? Wait did I even sleepwalk?


Everything is like in the early 19's, what is happening?!


Oh gosh... I looked at the old lady who was still holding her broom and just staring at me, the old lady was about to I don't know to yell at me. I immediately got up and collected my clothes and cardboard that served as my bed and apologized to the old lady.


I hurried away (well if you call it fast walk) with my suitcase of course and almost did not look back, but I immediately halt in my place when I feel a tug in my shirt I slowly look at her ready to be scolded to death by a lady I don't even know the name of.


 "Wait, girl.", the old lady resisted. I looked at her and asked why when she yanked me into the antique shop, forcing me to seat in one of the chairs displayed in her shop. I just looked at her in fear and tightened my grip on my suitcase afraid she might do something. She left as if to get something essential but what? Maybe the cops or a gun? Gosh, I don't even have any money to spare what would I giv-


The is a very glamorous necklace, what a pretty pigment and by the looks of it, it looks like it cost a lot of fortune. It looks like it's saying to me to touch it wear it make it mine...


" What are you doing?" I jump slightly startled by the voice, why am doing? I look like a thief standing in the middle that was caught stealing. Since when did I stand? This necklace is making me do things that make me look awful she tugged me back into the chair and made me sit down again 


She put a bowl full of food on my thigh, I glanced at it once then twice I looked at her and then to the food like saying 'Is this for me?' She just nodded like answering my silent question, I immediately taste it and let me tell you too it's fucking delicious~ now this is heaven, I love it I look at her with shining eyes thanking her silently making her laugh a little with the childlike personality I can't believe I thought she was going to take my money.


"Thank you and I'm sorry again for my misbehaviour.", I started and she just nodded at me while looking at the necklace.


" Don't worry, that necklace has been like that ever since lurking people making them like they need to wear it or some go crazy because they can't have their hands on it especially women." She explained looking at the necklace like it's a curse that needs to be destroyed but at the same time you can't.


"Now tell me what are you doing sleeping like a rat in front of my shop?" She asked well more like demanded, wait... Did she just called me a rat?!


Chapter 2: Rat in the Shop