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

My eyes fluttered open to Maureen sitting beside me and I blinked severally trying to adjust to the light just as confusion saturated me. Apart from the abnormality of my roommate waking me up with no apparent reason as to why she did, there was another conspicuous figure right next to her. 


Initially, I visualized the figure as nothing more but a shadow however as soon as my eyes increased in clarity I discovered that it was no shadow but rather, another being. 


Somehow, a frown etched onto my marred face on recognizing her. I sat up wearily, stretching my limbs as I ignored the pesky little girl. 


"Good morning, Sister Maureen," I uttered, right after I'd said my prayers before turning to my bedside table. Both their gazes were burning holes at the back of my head until someone cleared their throat behind me. 


"Carina, won't you bother to ask why Anaïs is here?" 


Reluctantly, I shot them a perfunctory glance over my shoulder. "Nope." 


Anger n' Angst