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ISABELL'S POV"Isabell! Wake up dear, it's time for your school. Come on, it's your first day." I heard my mother calling me from down stairs. Huh! I am not going!Sitting on my bed, I am thinking about my life, I feel so bad! Why did my parents have to do this thing to me?! Oh God! Why is my father working in such a stupid company where they just ask us to move after every damn year?! Last year we moved from Cannada To UK and now Chicago! This is such a disturbing thing! I don't have friends. I never had because of transferring. And moreover, it's so damn difficult to adjust in a new environment! It's so difficult to be in a whole new school after every year.I heard my mother's foot steps. The door to my room opened and from the corner of my eyes I saw my mother coming towards me. She came and sat on the floor in front of me. I felt her holding my hands."Siara, dear, I know you are upset. B

I struggled to open my eyelids as my eye's were even  adamant to open... My head was banging terribly.. But something disturbed a lot.. Like some pungent smell of phenol and medicines.. I reluctantly opened my eyes and closed it immediately due to the irritation caused by the sudden bright light.... Where the hell am I? Am I alive?! " Ms Williams are you okay?"  A feminine voice broke my chain of thought.. lifting my eyelids I saw a female figure approaching towards me... Rubbing my eye's with the back of my palm, I cleared the blurred vision... She is the same lady Whom I met in the morning at the Front Office..."Wh....where.... am...I??" I asked while trying to sit up.... "Careful dear....you need rest...." She said while helping me to get up and handing me a glass of water.... I gulped the water in one go.... I was starving for water...."you are in the sick room dear.... You were found locked in the old store room... Students are not allowed

I was still staring at that suspicious car standing under the lone street light. Numerous creepy thoughts surfing inside my head, I am feeling as if the person sitting inside that car has his or hers eyes on me, Is someone stalking me? Am I in danger? What if someone is behind me? Ugh! Stop being a paranoid Bell! Watching those Thrillers wasn't a good idea. Damn. I need to chill. Moreover, who the fuck will stalk me? I am not someone who has something precious nor do I know anyone here. That car is just simply parked there, maybe it belongs to someone living in the neighborhood. It's nothing that important to overthink about. I should sleep now.I was about to close the window and go inside when the sound of the car's engine revving broke the still of the night. I stared after it silently as it zoomed off into the night, completely disappearing from sight. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding as the vehicle was finally

" Do you think that I will leave you here alone petite fille ?" ( Baby girl)he said.