Lara was different, she wasn't like others, she walked different, she talked different. She was like the two sides of a coin, She was an angel at home while a demon in school.
She is like the wind that can keep you chilly or the wind that can destroy you.

Lara's Alter Ego

I couldn’t take my mind off that dream. Was it even a dream? I was currently in my room; we just returned from Lara’s house, mom said Stella would be fine, notting is wrong with her. 


I could still hear her voice echoing in my head, Lara's voice was there stuck in my head. The sentences she spoke that I can’t seem to forget. Those words were written on my head, I could hear them over and over again. It’s like everywhere I look, I see Lara. Her brown skin, her pitch-black eyes, her pointed nose, Her face was what I saw every time I open or close my eyes. I returned to reality when my mom came in. 


“Isabell, Lunch is ready. Come downstairs,” she said. She was about to leave when she spotted something. “Isa? Are you okay? Why aren't you saying anything?." 


“You burnt your arm. How did that happen?” 


Chapter fifteen