“Hurry up! Why are you slowing down your path!” Maria snapped, her face impatient. She kicked my ass, so I fell to the ground.
I looked up at her and looked into her eyes. I wish I could destroy someone like her.
Before I woke up this morning, Samuel said he wanted to take a closer look at my necklace.
“Paris, I think there is something in your necklace. May I have one more look?” asked Samuel this morning. I didn't focus on his question but his good face looks. I put off the necklace, and we watched it together.
"I never knew what this necklace was for," I said, trying to be honest, because as far as I know, my mother, who turned out to be my aunt, asked me always to wear this necklace, even when I showered, she had to wear it too.
"I can't understand what the Celtic symbols mean here," said Samuel in the morning. Samuel sat beside me.