Known to the Unknown

A psycho?

 Being loved was what she longed for ever since she was born. There was she, still waiting for what she wanted lying flat on her stomach going through her life; feeling lonely. Not knowing what the day held for her. It was supposed to be a big, special day but little did she know life was there again, testing her limits.

Feeling low she got up from her bed and straight went to bathroom to freshen up. Messy hair, eye bags under eyes, dry lips with oily skin came to noticed as she splashed cold water on her face, looking at her reflection in the mirror feeling disgusted "better get ready to work" she said to her herself.

It was a huge apartment her parents left for her before they had past away not in a car accident off course. They were murdered by their own daughter at least that was what neighbors believed. Did she hate herself for it? The answer was no. She did not regret it.

Many people assumed she was a psycho but she did not agree with it. She was a stable human being with dreams which she had no idea about. It wasn't wrong to say she was tired of her life cause she really was.

Her eyes landed on the calendar which said "13th Jan" looks like luck is in her favor today. "ITS MY FAV NUMBER." she shouted in the room filled with silence. She's gonna have a new start today; promotion or either straight to hell. Feeling happy after seeing the date she took out the keys from her pocket, opened the door of her car and got inside.

"the office room smell quite good" she thought to herself. Seeing her colleague Rora politely greeted her "hello Ms.Rora" . "heyy, good morning" came as a reply which she did not bother to hear nor react. "Ms Kaylee, you're called" said the manager. Feeling absolutely happy she went to the office. "may i come in , sir" she asked as she knocked the door. "yes, come in" said the familiar voice.