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THE MYSTERIOUS SCHOOL

🇮🇳Akriti_Jha
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This story is all about batch no 17 of the mysterious school named "caristra cattle high school". The school where everything is strange the teachers, the building (which is a castle having five different partitions), the place(wiz out of the main town), and even the students (all the students have something suspicious with them). The world recognizes this school as the shelter for ill students. Kenny, a seventeen-year-old girl, never thought that her formidable nightmare of, being a student of Caristra castle, would become true because of her so-called tragic inevitable illness and also her Caristra journey.
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Chapter 1 - Welcome to the new world, Kenny.

"Hey, get out of there"

A loud strong pitch voice from my back suddenly hit my eardrum and startled me to death. It took one or two moments to get over this.

After stabling myself, I turned around

A woman, perfectly dressed, tall, fair skin, having fireballs in her eyes, was coming towards me.

"Are you deaf? Take back your leg from my garden right now", she yelled at me again

I quickly looked down and found myself in a muddy area.

" Sorry, Sorry I didn't see this ", I apologized and stepped aside from my legs from the muddy area. I wanted to ask some queries about the hostel and my dorm no 306 but I thought I better not do this.

I couldn't find anyone in the garden area because it was 10:30 am and according to the school diary, the classes must be going on. The strange and eerie silence was giving me a wake-up call to strengthen myself for the four-year-long journey. Actually, it would have been five years long if my parents wouldn't convince the admission staff to take my admission directly in the class eighth. There was also some help from my sincerity although my sincerity or matureness had a record of damaging my own happiness this time it didn't disappoint me.

I was an inquisitive girl since my childhood, but whenever I found someone talking about this school, I dare not to listen or ask something.

It might be the fear buried inside me as I knew that I had to go there someday and I didn't want to accept this truth. But when I was here I just found myself not prepared.

I took a deep breath and crossed the gate of that school, almost 10-11 meters long. The first sight of school was astonishing _____"Amazing ! What a place ", I mumbled. Leaving my luggage to the side of the door, I walked towards the statue, the center of attraction, placed at the center of the ground floor, brick red in color, covered with colorful pearls, so adorable that I couldn't feel enough to see them. The statue was of a beautiful fairy, a very beautiful one, her eyes were definitely made of stone but they were looking like real eyes in fact I could even see my wide opened mouth's reflection into her eyes. After a while, as I was going to close my wide mouth, I suddenly noticed that the statue was somewhat strange ___ if it was a statue of a mermaid then why it was fledged and if it was a statue of a beautiful fairy then what was the use of mermaid tail.

I raised my right hand towards the wings to touch the golden pearl but

before I could feel the smoothness of that pearl I heard the footsteps' sound which was zooming every next moment.

Why again? I sighed and before I turned around I encountered my mistake " sorry I was just watching this beautiful statue. "

A boy, having green eyes, was staring at me with surprise and worry " Are u alright? Why were you weeping?" He asked. His humble voice warmed my heart but his words took my hand over my face searching for tears.

"I was not weeping and why would I weep? " I said in a confused sound

"You were weeping, I have seen you from the stairs. You were holding the wing of the statue," he said.

"Wait, what did you say?___ I was holding the statue's wing, I didn't even touch it and there are no tears on my face. Are you bullying me ? or trying to frighten me since I am a fresher." I said in a loud clear voice.

My dad had trained me, how to tackle this type of situation and to keep my voice louder so that the bad guy couldn't bully me.

"Oh, then it must be because of my reflection of power." He uttered

"You are the fresher, Kenilisa Andrew, right? "

"Yes, I am."

"That's great, I am your batchmate and also your class head, I came to receive you so that I can guard you to the class. It is 10:47 am and we have to join the 11:00 am class. Move fast." He commanded while folding his sleeves.

Why he acted so casually as nothing happened? He tried to bully me and excused me with strange words. Was he mentally ill? Or frightened with my loud voice ( my dad training worked) so many questions were pinning my brain.

I started following him from ten steps back and trying to figure out his personality, he was looking innocent and silent boy but if he actually was, he should ask to carry my one luggage, it was very difficult to carry two pieces of luggage onto the staircase.

When I was 10 stairs behind the second floor, I was waiting for him to instruct me about the direction of my dorm so that I could shift my luggage but he didn't stop and moved towards the stairs of the third floor ______ one more floor, I didn't have the stamina for even one more steps but who cares.

As I was moving upward, the charm and beauty of the school were fading gradually. If I explain that correctly then if the ground floor was like a palace, the second floor was just like a normal big house and the third floor was even worse than the second one as I could predict after seeing the floor.

"What is your dorm number?" He asked

"There, there, my dorm number, that board ", neglecting his question, I was over delighted after seeing my dorm number.

" You would have to show your id number to the door scanner, take that first "

"Thanks"

Was he a headboy or an employee? I smiled at his poor condition.

The room was somewhat congested, in 4*5square meter area, there were three beds, three table and chair sets, one common washroom, three-book selves and three cupboards and what not. I saluted the talent of the room adjuster from my conscience, took back my id card and my backpack. I had already put on my uniform thus I took my steps directly towards the stairs where he was giving a obsessed look but that time I didn't care

My heartbeat ____every next second it was making a louder voice as I had fixed an alarm inside my heart. I was alright till the class board (class Viii) was far from my eyesight. It was not that I was entering a new class or meeting with unknown faces for the first time but it was still there.

"Ma'am, Here is kenilisa Andrew" he offered me to an old woman as I was a dish.

"Thank you, "Henry , sit on your seat " She accepted his offer with greedy eyes.

"Ma'am good morning", I showed politeness for the first impression but it didn't work.

"Give us your brief introduction," she said

"My name is Kenny Lisa Andrew. A...a...a..but you all can call me Kenny.

My hobby is "

"Didn't you read the instructions of the diary? Is this your introduction? You should start with your reason to admit to this school ." She interrupted me into my hesitated introduction.

"Sorry ma'am , I was forgotten to read"

"I came to this school because I am a little ill"

"Is this all ?"

"Henry, tell your introduction to her"

"I was admitted to this school because I have the power to see things which are not actually happening and my name is Henry, class head of class II"

I laughed at sudden and that was natural. He said that he has the power to see things which are not happening. There must be a problem with his eye and also on his brain. What an illusion. I took my teeth back to the shutter of lips before anyone notices me.

"Take the reference through Henry's introduction and say yours"

They wanted my cooperation in their stupid thing. But I had no other option except that nodding my head.

" I am admitted to this school because ____ because I usually lost in my thoughts at sudden and sometimes it becomes very horrible. and my name is Kenny, the student of class II."

"Good, sit on 37th seat number and prepare yourself for the next class."