I went home after what happened in the market. I was walking on my way through the dusty road. I cover my nose and mouth whenever the wind blows. The combination of dust and the wind is not good at all.

I was almost close to our house when a wagon passed by me. I coughed when the dust suddenly got in my mouth and blinded my sight for a while.

I glared at the retreating wagon and ran towards our house.

I looked at the dress that I was wearing. I didn’t notice a while ago that there’s a tear on the tip. My mama would probably scold me if she saw this.

I changed into my tunic dress and just stayed in my room.

Sometimes I also think that what if we’re not poor? I can really go to school and study. Being poor in our town is so difficult. We are not allowed to go to school.

Many people my age in our town were already working. But my mama wouldn’t allow me to work. She wanted me to always stay here in the house. She said that it was for my safety and I didn’t know why she said that. Am I not safe outside?

I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair didn’t go back to its original color. It was red right now.

I bit my lower lip and looked at my hand. An evil smile formed on my lips. I couldn’t only use it if there was someone who could see me. But what if no one? I could use it. They would never know. Mama would never know.

I wanted to learn more about how to use this gift that I have. I couldn’t use it here inside my room. I might set our house on fire.

I decided to go to a nearby forest. No one will see me there.

I ran towards the forest and found a perfect spot making sure no one would notice that I was in here.

I was startled and stopped when I heard the cracking sound of the dried leaves being stepped by. I roamed my eyes in the surrounding, trying to check if there was someone in the forest aside from me.

My eyes widened and I immediately hid in one of the trees when I saw a suspicious man lurking a couple of meters away from where I was. They were two of them. They dress differently compared to the people in our town and I was pretty sure that they were not from here.

The other guy kept on looking everywhere like trying to check if there were other people aside from them in the forest.

“Ne quis es certus est hic?”

“Ita vero.”

My brows furrowed. What were they talking about? They were talking in a language that I couldn’t understand.

My eyes widened when I accidentally stepped on the dried leaves. I saw how the other men turned to my side while his brows furrowed but good thing that I immediately hid right away. I covered my mouth and held my breath.

“Quid erat illud?”

“Sicut ventus erat.”

I heard them talking again. I tried to take a peek at them but I was surprised when I could no longer see where they were. They just vanished. I roamed my eyes to find them but they were gone.