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

She exuded some traits of capriciousness, it was familiar. And the mischief in those eyes of hers...just like the twins. 


Sighing exasperatedly, I pulled my book to my face to continue my reading. However, I couldn't seem to understand this time. 


"You know, it's rude to stare," I scowled. "I know I have a spectacular face." 


"-don't flatter me." I waved a hand dismissively at the little girl. 


She maintained her stance as we stared each other down. She wasn't backing down, that was for sure. 


"Don't you have any other friends that you can stalk and creep up on?" I interrogated. 


Her eyes widened momentarily just as the wind frenzied some of her curly hair. 


"The sisters are all my friends." She announced. 


I rolled my eyes. "Of course they are. And if you've been observant, you'll find out I'm not one of them." 


Her face became flushed instantly. "But you could." 


Anaïs