Chapter 3


    How It All Began


    [Five Days Earlier]


    Roxanne stirred on her bed as she turned from side to side. She muttered intelligible words as she


    tightly clutched herfy pillow.


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    “Roxanne! Aren’t you up yet? At this rate, you’ll bete for school!” A loud voice came forth.


    This voice belonged to her mother, who was beginning to get concerned that her daughter wasn’t


    responding to her calls.


    “This girl…” She muttered to herself, climbing the stairs which led to the first floor where


    Roxanne’s room was located.


    Within moments, she arrived at the front of Roxanne’s room, with only thecquered door serving


    as a boundary, preventing her from entering.


    Knock, Knock, Knock  The cking sounds her mother’s hands made as they made contact


    with the door to her room seemed to do the trick as the sleeping beauty immediately roused from her


    slumber, opening her eyes slowly as the knocking sounds continued.


    Her blue lens shone dimly as she opened her eyeszily. She slowly stirred, moving her body in an


    attempt to rise from bed, an exercise in futility. Instead, shepensated by shifting her body toward


    the crown of the bed, while using the wooden structure alongside her hands to support her body.


    “I can hear you mom. I’m up…” Roxanne grumbled, sitting up on her bed.


    Her unruly, long dark hair covered her face, causing the strands to dance all over her cheeks. She


    pushed herself to stand, dragging her feet as she walked toward the door to her room where her mom


    stood on the other side. She undid the lock and opened the door slowly.


    “Morning mom,” She said in a tired fashion.


    “Roxanne!? I can’t believe this. You’re such a mess! This never happens, just when did you get to


    bedst night?” Her mom asked her with a concerned look.


    Roxanne smiled ufortably. There’s no way she could tell her mom what she had been up to


    the previous night. As always, she had to juste up with a special something called a LIE.


    “I was studying. We have tests by the end of the week before we leave for Winter Break.” Roxanne


    mumbled.


    “Oh, wow. That’s good then, but don’t push it, okay? You need to get to school quickly, so I’ll leave


    you right now. Get freshened up quickly, if you don’t want to ruin your perfect attendance record.” Her


    mom said with her usual doting tone.


    Roxanne was used to this though.


    “Aye aye mom,” She said, closing the door to her room before her mother uttered another word.


    “Gah, I feel sore. Last night didn’t, in any way, go as I thought.” She said to herself.


    She stretched her body and yawned, releasing the tensed-up feeling she was feeling as she felt


    even more awake. She turned her head, causing her hair to il behind her and stop it’s dance all over


    her face. A strand still remained in the middle of her face, causing her to re a bit.


    “Whoo. Whoo. Hoooo.”


    She let out air from her mouth, pursing her lips to increase the concentration of her breath as she


    tried to use the air she produced to forcibly make the strand join the rest of its members. All to no


    avail.