Shades Of Kara

Her name is Kara Blue, I watched her turn fifteen years, she loved to skate and also run away... You might wonder from what?... From the shades and shadows of her past, which has made her a pariah because she has passed through a lot in her short life and people don't wanna associate with someone like 'her'... Emphasis on the 'her'...But everything that has happened, the pain, sorrow, deaths, anger and all, has made her who she is today, fearless but... (Insecure) she doesn't have a heart anymore because everything that has happened to her has killed it and her conscience performed the ritual of burying her heart. She loves no one, all she can feel is pity, hatred and anger for her life, and anytime she thinks about it, shadows haunt her, she's into herself and I bet you, she lets no ONE in...She doesn't believe in love anymore from what I'd noticed so far, some may say it's because she'd never had anyone to love her but I tell you they are wrong.

Few days later..."Mom!..." She screamed as she felt liquid flow rapidly down between her thighs.She was feeling dizzy and somewhat weak as Granny came to her rescue, packed her stuff and some baby things and headed straight to the hospital. She was wheeled Immediately from the emergency Ward to the labour ward.Ok you might be wandering how do I know all this... I wasn't there... But my Mom really was detailed with the bed time stories...Yeah yeah let me save you all the boring sad drama...I was born period!... Let's take a leap shall we?...  •••FIVE YEARS LATER...October 7th, 2005...Oh I remember this day all too well...My Mom and I were having some mother-daughter bonding time as she read to me from my favorite story book. It was a cool autumn Saturday evening.

"Is this really necessary?." I asked adjusting my tie in front of the dressing mirror."Yes, I mean it's what your Dad would have wanted, besides you have a scholarship so why joepardize that huh?." Nana replied and asked while arranging my bag for me."Speaking of the scholarship, any ideas where that came from." I said facing her now fully dressed and ready."Wow you look ... Feminine in that uniform and your tattoo spices the look." She said as her eyes went wide, looking me up and down."Oh please." I said sarcastically waving her complement off, while she laughed and I joined her.I was still wandering why she didn't answer my last question, anyways on the brighter side I've got a scholarship to attend, one of best schools in town."Ready?." She asked handing me my blue school bag, as I took one last quick glance at the mirror.The uniform was made up of a blue

"Your Mother sent me." He said with authority this time around.I winced as I drank in his words... "My Mom?..." I asked like I didn't hear him correctly, standing gingerly."She said to give you this!." He said and reached for inside his jacket, I still was cautious just in case, because the whole situation was screaming danger.He pulled out a black leather bag, and  handed it to me, I grabbed it with my left hand warily, gripping my knife tighter and ready for attack, in case he tried anything funny."What's in it?." I asked him carefully, because this guy looked like danger."You want my advice, adhere to whatever is in there!." He answered sternly definitely not in the mood for a conversation."How I'm I sure, it's really my Mother who sent you?." I asked again."Your Mom was right, you never listen, that's how you're gonna get people around you

Staring out the window that overlooked the city, this beautiful city, which my forefathers had helped bring to this flare and which I have come to love as my home, but at the same time dread because of the vices that go on, and are unpunished... Don't we have a law?... Oh yes we do!... But whoever was behind the scenes in all this situations definitely considered themselves above the law.I could consider myself as such too, considering the money and riches left in my name and bequeathed to me by my late father, I could do anything I want, but right now I don't even know what I want!... Everyday I wake up, hoping for something very promising, I even started school to... you know live a normal life but there's this void within me, that I can't still wrap my head around, anytime I try to think it out, it's as if something is blocking me out of my own mind.Days moved so fast, and became weeks, weeks into months and before we could say or do