For more than six hundred years Karla has been traveling the world trying to hide from something that even she doesn't know for sure about.

Since she was little, a witch that her mother had hired, has brainwashed her by making her flee from something evil and dark, but she does not give her more details.

How much brainwash can you do before your brain, your thoughts, your consciousness starts to crack?

How long will Karla bear the burden that was imposed upon her as soon as she was born?

Losing My Soul

Suddenly, her laughter fills the silence. I turn my head to look at her and she stands up to button up her pants. Her shirt is beyond repair so she leaves it as it is, torn, exposing her lace bra. 


She tells me with her body to get up and I do. I remove the leaves that have remained on my skin and, now without any pain, I get dressed. She waits patiently for me to finish and when I do, she takes my hand and with a wide smile, she takes my hand leading me through the woods. 


My gaze does not detach from her wavy hair, as her hair swings from one side to the other, matching her steps. My heart stops for a second when she turns her face looking deeply into my eyes. I smile like a fool and almost trip over a twig on the ground. 


With agility and speed, she holds me and says with a sweet voice: 


Chapter Thirty One: "Hypnotized"