Carina's life is affected greatly if not negatively by her facial flaws, as nobody wants much to do with her. Yet, they say don't judge a book by its cover.

   In a world where physical appearances are highly revered she finds herself struggling to keep up with these preferences which gets worse when she decides to take a job in the city, the melting pot of cultures-much to her father's chagrin.

  A few new people in her life, a wicked twist of envy and deceit and that's all it takes for her world to start crumbling all around her.

  Can she weather the storms that threatens to drown her therein and will her faith be rekindled along the line or will she lose it entirely?

Scar Red

Song for the moment: Thank God - Sasha Sloan. 


My life was a nightmare! One that I couldn't wait to wake up from… if only I could. 


All I had felt was a shock of some melancholic origin that transcended to torpor. I felt absolutely nothing, not pain nor anger, nothing! 


"You okay, kid?" The officer had asked me. I remembered how the others helped me up, reiterating questions to ascertain my well-being. However, my hearing had seemed subdued—most of my senses had been, and I had been deemed incapable of utterance. 


I recalled how all I'd done was just rid myself of the apron before taking off. I ran and didn't look back. 


Now, everything had returned. It felt like being hit with a thousand bricks. Why was I so unlucky in my life? Nothing good ever came my way. No matter how many times I tried to be positive, no matter how many times I got belittled… It felt like déjà vu 'cause it had happened before, it keeps on occurring and only to me… 


Macabre