The Unfamiliar Touch

Teary eyed, sensing a warm rush from her stomach approaching her head, she looked up and groaned, ‘I don’t want to wear those torn shoes to school tomorrow.’ ‘Don’t go to school then. I don’t have time for all these tantrums.’ She rushed to the adjacent room and cried. Anger was unacceptable in her house….

The battle of thoughts: right against the wrong ones – by Crucio Girl

I am at a constant war with myself, but this was different. As I looked at it… «No, Crucio, don’t do it. It’s wrong, and you know that. » «Why shouldn’t I? It’s not that bad.» replied my subconscious. «Don’t dare to do this. Think of the consequences!» «Nothing special will happen.» «Listen, life is…