Pregnant with a superstar!

My name is Camie. And I ran away from my community. I made this decision suddenly one summer morning, it was lunch time around 7 a.m. I think, Father had come home. Back from the week of annual inter-community conference to which he and his advisors were invited, and this morning at breakfast, mom prepared all these favorite little dishes to please him and soften these bad morning moods My big sister who was married and had already given birth to a pretty little girl, will come with her household for lunch.I strained my ears and could hear the baby's coos... and I saw that she was already there. I filled the tub with water and with a pot to rinse my body from time to time, I quickly took my bath, my gaze fixed in front of me, to avoid contemplating my body. Afterwards, I set about putting on my strictest dress, which did not reveal a millimeter of skin other than my face and my hands. Then I tied my hair with a large sail, going completely around my little head so that no rebelli

Dear God, It's been a month since I arrived in Los Angeles, and yet I feel like it's been an eternity, and this feeling of not being at home is getting worse day by day... My homesickness is hellish.I really want to return to my community, but I have embarked on a path where there is no going back, I know why I am here. I can't get used to these modern clothes, to these vulgar ways of speaking, to the scandalous flirting of these young people who smoke, full of piercings at the University where I study. To the shocking simpering of young girls... I do everything possible to stay away from these fishermen, although I am subject to incessant mockery, I believe that my cold gaze, my discretion and the precious tutelage of Reb allow me to be peaceful most of the time. At the start of the school year I was immediately classified as an insignificant person and I do everything to stay that way. By not going out outside of class, spending most of my time either in Reb and I's shared room,

- For next week you each had to make a presentation on the impact of certain illnesses on childhood psychology of your choice, don't forget also that you had to devote two pages to your own impression on the said subject. The presentation is worth 37% for your partials so impressed me!At the professor's words, the bell rang throughout the University and the students left the amphitheater at lightning speed. I suppressed a yawn while putting on my backpack. It was already 8 o'clock in the evening and I was dying of sleep, almost dozing while standing up. But nevertheless, I still remained excited for this assignment because becoming a teacher has always been my dream.I quickly take the path towards the dormitories, pushing through the crowd of students. Some planned to end the evening in a bar, or a park to relax.One of them said to me:-Eyy Virgin Mary, what do you think of a car ride? Unless God gives you a curfew!And his whole group of friends

Usually, as soon as I had a mop, a bucket and some dishcloths in my hands, I was the happiest housewife. Yet this afternoon, I couldn't concentrate on the pedestal table whose columns I was scrubbing with my cloth soaked in vitrex.No, I was constantly on edge begging God, while glancing worriedly around the hallway, to finish my chores in the suite before he and his friends came to wake up from their drunkenness.All I long for is peace.And this afternoon I will argue with Lady Légarah to no longer be in charge of the top floor, may the lord be my witness!!Yesterday, after leaving the suite, I looked so out of sorts that the housekeeper gave me free rein to serve.I quickly jumped at the opportunity to go out and headed to a park where I could get some fresh air and find my place in nature.I sat on the slightly unkempt grass, not recovering from this masterstroke which was sent right in my face by destiny.I was so shocked by this chance encounter that I stood frozen, staring and

I had been standing in front of the large mahogany door that hid behind the housekeeper's desk for quite a while. Going over in my head what I was going to say so I could get to what I really wanted. Because since this morning, after going to serve him and his friends in his room and feeling his gaze examining me closely at the slightest of my movements, I knew that I could not endure this attention without feeling ashamed. and flattered.This distracts me and takes me away from my goals and above all I have the impression that his dark gaze can pierce the slightest of my secrets, expose me and reveal my many secrets...this will not necessarily be a good idea .Finally, feeling a little ready, I took a deep breath Then knocked three discreet knocks on the door.- Yes, come in! A muffled voice responded.Delicately, I turned the door handle and slipped halfway through the opening.- Hello lady Légarah...She raised her head from the piles of documents she was consulting. A smile lit up