Crystal's POV

Waking up with the feeling of pain all over my body, I tried so much to turn around and sleep again but unfortunately, I can't really find that sleep anymore. It was like it was ripped out of me.

Instead of staying in bed and counting the Celine all days until it's 5am, I decided to get up and began to arrange my clothes in my Waldron.

At least, it would relieve me of having more stress to go through once I come back this evening.

And more over, I would only keep on pushing it until God knows when I will finally open it up and get my dressed arranged accordingly rather than being jam packed that if I know.

Dragging all the clothes in their out on to the floor, I started differentiating them by colors and style while making them pile up in a group. Once I sight anyone which needs repair, I will pull them out into another group, which I know I would see to in another day. Then give them out to the motherless home.

Same as if I should sight anyone which shouldn't be found in my body because it's too patched up or tight and small for me and my nature.

I pull them out into another group, knowing I will have to burn them up.

Although, those once that are already small for me is to be given to the motherless home.

While those which are too patched up and shouldn't be found on anyone's body would be sent down and burnt by the weekend, I think.

I started by arranging everything that has jean in a side be it gown, trousers, skirt, or jacket were all packed in one place at a side of my Waldron at the left-hand side.

Then I pack up all my tops which has to do with round neck be it long or short together in a place then I pulled the other materials at the left-hand side.

Although, I have placed in my already washed and iron uniform hung in my Waldron alongside some necessary shirt which would be needed in where I work

Knowing my boss is this kind that would eat you up if she gets to know that something goes wrong with the uniform she gave you.

Sorry for not introducing me to you, my bad. It's not that am rude, but my mind seems to be a bit far away from where I am at the moment.

I am crystal, yes Crystal alone.

No middle or last name, no family, no history, no one to look at.

Because it's like I have never existed before on this earth before due to the way, there's no record about me since the past six years.

And those years, I have been doing my research about myself, still I found nothing.

Occasionally, I do set down and wonder if I just suddenly fall from another planet and wake up here in earth because my beautiful seems to stand among the others whom I have seen. This same thing always makes me wonder who I am because I do heal miraculously.

I mean I don't heal up like the normal people, it only takes me few hours to heal when I have minor wound.

While a deep wound or cut takes a day or two but major wound that take normal people months to get back to their normal position only takes me a week to heal up which do battle me.

This is the main reason I have always been careful and concision wherever I find myself. Be it in the public or not, I do try every day as much as possible not to do anything that would make them raise any suspicious question or act about me.

So instead, I rather be named being too careful with everything in my life than having to be questioned and get my stomach all turned up and upset.

Let alone allow someone to do practically and series of test on the kind of person I am.

You can also say I prefer not to know anything about who I am or where I am from, rather than allowing them to get hold of my blood.

In the help to help me to locate who my parents are and from there, they will surely find something else in my blood and boom, I have turned to a spice before their eyes.

I am nineteen years old already, and I have a house which I live in(a rented self con which I'd of a high standard) same as a car which I bought two months ago. One can say am I living comfortable with my guts getting back at me Every time because I do still wonder who exactly I am yet am just lost.

I am not rich neither am I poor, but I live very comfortable with what I have, and I don't beg before I can eat or use money for something which I want to. No parents, no Goodman, just I and two of my friends who leave a few legs away from me but in the same compound.

We have been together from the orphanage home until now, I mean my bestie which is lam whom we have always done everything together. Without him knowing about what I want to do and supporting it, I won't do it or even put my suggestion there, never but once he agrees to do so, I put all my hands in it then.

We were given the chance to live on our own or go to work and come back to the orphanage home as our home.

But we would be the one working for ourselves and making our own money while using it to cater for ourselves.

We were there for two months, and after we collected our first month salary, we decided to collect house together and once we do that, we use another month money to buy our needs.

Living in that same house, we met Tina, who turned out to me lam girlfriend at the end of the day.

The three of us couldn't be operated as people call us crews since when you see me, you see lam and Tina, same goes with the rest of us.

It was the beginning of this year, the three of us decided to upgrade the way we live by getting a new house but in the same compound.

And six months later, we decided to go out and get a car for ourselves.

The same car though but different colors to enable us recognize which car is lam or Tina's o n and to differentiate because it's the same packing space that was given to us.

I got a black car while Liam got a white car and Tina got a pink car because she is obsessed with pink, and I am with black because even immediately.

Most of the clothes I have been arranging is black, and I still have more to arrange, but the space that I have left can only take three more backs in the black clothes space.

This is why I have no choice but to use another color space in my Waldron, knowing I don't have a single clothes name that color.

Well, my Waldron has a color tag on it, which makes it straightforward for me to locate them when I need to quickly pull out clothes to wear. I don't wear orange, yellow, and light green clothes not at all cause those colors do make my stomach turn especially blood-red, it's like you have my stomach placed on fire.

Rather than going through those pain, I rather have to wear black all my days. This is the reason I do wear black almost every time, even my friends knows better than to gift me anything that has to do with orange, yellow, light green or blood-red. I will have it burnt immediately, no matter how much they bought it for me.

I can remember early this year that this gentleman who has been disturbing me to say yes to his proposal came with a new year surprise.

He makes everything yellow, which made my stomach go wide the moment I open my door and saw what he just did.

Not only that, but I wanted to avoid disrespecting him.

And I have no choice because the more I try to fake it, the more upset my stomach get, which made me throw him out of my house.

Including everything he bought that moment while he keeps on screaming for me to open the door and pleaded.

Not only that, but I opened the door but seeing he was pleading with yellow petals again.

I could help it anymore, I vomited everything I have eaten on him then gaps after doing that because I was sorry that I just embarrassed and throw up on him.

He left here angrily that day because he was being streamed live that day, which kind of embarrassed him than it should have been. I can't help but chuckled anytime I see him or remember this incident because it's funny, and it will always be been remaining funny to me…. TBC