Chapter Five

Third person point of view.

Josephine.

A chilling wind brush past her skin she rubbed her hands together to get a little bit of warmth, she raised her blanket and covered her body more, Josephine finally managed to sleep, She couldn’t sleep all night she had an strange aura that she was been watched someone was looking at her, looking deep into her soul.

She kept the mysterious book on her desk burying it with her clothes, she didn’t want her parents to find out about the book.  It was four in the morning she raised her blanket more to cover her body, the more she raised it the more it was pulled back, she had a feeling someone was pulling back her blanket.

She woke up with a scream when she felt a strange hand on her leg, the hand was pulling her.

“What happening?” She asked her empty room.  She looked around to see no one, her room was really quite not even a single sound was heard. She was scared to look into her blanket, she didn’t want to see what she couldn’t handle?. The hand pulled her more she was now at the edge of the bed.

“Someone please help me” She shouted again at an empty room. It felt like she was been controlled, she was attached or should I say she was glued to the bed, she couldn’t move from her position until the hand moved her to where it wanted?.

 it pulled her more more until it lead her to a dark lonely hole.

“Oh my God!” She said touching her forehead, she woke up from an intense dream, a dream that felt like it was real, a dream that impacted her a lot, a dream that seemed like a warning. Her head was banging from the headache, she has a severe headache she quickly took the medicine and rested flat on her bed. She checked the time to see it six in the morning.

She took a look at the place she kept the book, it moved that wasn’t where she kept it? She remembered clearly she kept the book on her desk buried with her clothes and now it laying on the floor and the clothes are still kept on her desk. She was tired she didn’t want to think about how?, When? The book moved, she just concluded maybe she didn’t keep the book on the desk.

“Good morning” A loud voice said from the other side of the room. She quickly stood up and hid the book, she buried it in her clothes, she can’t risked her parents finding the book.

“Morning” She said with a smile while opening her door. Her mother gave her a wide smile, Josephine has always bonded with her mother, she loved her mother a lot.

“Mamma” Josephine said while hugging her mother.

“How was your night my love”. Her mother asked.

“Good mamma”.

“Get ready and come down for breakfast, the school bus will soon be here”.

“Ok mamma, te amo mamma( I love you mamma.)"

"Te amo( I love you)." Her mother said while giving her a smile.

Her mother left leaving her to take her bath and dress, Josephine turned and took a look at her room, her bed was messed up with all the clothes scattered on it, The floor of her room was covered with a large carpet, a brown carpet a brown curtain that was hanged on her window, a desk by the side of the room that was covered with books and dirty clothes a door covered in black that lead to the bathroom. Her room was small very small for a person to live in.

She quickly went to her bathroom and took a bath, Josephine hated staying in the bathroom for a long time, she couldn’t stand staying for more than 10 minutes in the bathroom, she quickly applied her cream and dressed for school.

She wore a long black skirt that was loose and a white baggie shirt, she wasn’t allowed to wear tight or fitted clothes to school or anywhere, her father personally bought her clothes for her. She rushed downstairs to get breakfast she didn’t want to be late to school.

“Good morning Mamma, Good morning Father” She said while entering the room. Her father answered her greeting with a nod while her mother returned her greeting with a huge smile. Josephine didn’t understand Spanish a lot, she only knew the basis greeting, food etc. she tried her best to learn Spanish been her mother tongue but she couldn’t, she will always say “maybe Mamma God wants me to be different, I don’t think Spanish is for me”. She will always say to her mother.

She sat on her chair and had her breakfast, it was a rule in her house no talking while eating, no looking around and no playing with food, Her mamma cooked a classic English breakfast bread bacon and egg, that was her favorite she loved English breakfast. Once she was done she folded her hands and thanked God for the food it was a tradition in her house to thank God after eating.

The school bus came earlier than it should. Josephine was in her final class in high school, she was finally going to be done with high school, her school was big and spacious, it was built using different colors of brick, her school could be spotted from far, it had spacious class room, air conditioned classes, hygienic and good canteen and most importantly one of the best basketball courts in the town, Josephine has always had a thing for basketball but she could never try out for it knowing her father won’t allow her, he will always say “Basketball is not for women, Do what ladies are doing”. That statement frustrated her all the time.

She walked through the corridors hearing whispers about her.

“She dresses like a Catholic in school but at night She is a whore” a voice said right across the room.

“I saw her with a tight dress last night rubbing herself all over me” Another one said. Josephine did notting about it, she didn’t even want to turn to see their faces, she was used to all that she kept quite knowing it was the truth, at day light she dresses ugly and at night she dresses the way she wants that when she can live the life she wanted. She knew for a fact that Britney told every one she saw her yesterday, Britney was a big mouth, she cant keep any thing to herself.

The classes went fast before she could knew it, it was time for extra credit classes she took English because she has been having problems with English.

“Good afternoon class.”

“Good afternoon Sir” The whole class said in unison. She was not even paying attention, the class has almost come to an end and it was finally time to go home.