Wales Mystical Holmes [Will be republished] WMH

"Noooooooooooooo!" With a loud shrieking voice. "Stopppp! Not again, not even here".


Sobbing, trying to get a grip of what had happened, again.

Her body vibrates violently, with her hands shaking and moving like they have a mind of their own.

Her glowing eye is so noticeable even with the dark shades on.


Her body violently jerked, spilling the hot pasta and orange juice all over the dining table and her denim shirt, while she tried her best to keep calm and behave as if everything was fine.


A secret only her mum used to know about, has grown wings and flown out, in the cafeteria!.


"Hell no, I have to do something." She whispered to herself.

But sadly, there was nothing to be done. The damage had been done already.


Anxiously, she picked her backpack and brought out her journal, and placed it on the messed-up dining table. She could hear some of the students calling her a freak, and as usual, all looking at her in disgust.


Her heart sinks every time that happens, knowing she's going to be the talk of the school, and she hated that.


She hated all of it, and self-flagellation was as tempting as the garden of Eden. She just wished she could just disappear from the surface of the earth.


Then suddenly, The bell rang, lunchtime was over.


"Finally,"  She muttered, with a deep sigh.

Yes, she is a PSYCHIC, and she's 16.

Welcome to the WALES MYSTICAL HOLMES.