The Age of Wiccans

Low on Dating Experiance

Dominic forced me to go home after that. Of course, bruises on knuckles are life-threatening, aren't they? Well, I could drop dead at any moment literally.

About two years ago, I was diagnosed with a Wiccan disease. And I've been on terminal ever since. It was because of that disease I can't gain any weight. So, yeah, I am dying, slowly every day. I have a strand of white hair showing me my lifeline. Once all my hair turns white, and that won't be because of aging, it will mean that I am dead.

Though my hair won't be like old people's white hair, nor are they at the moment either, they are smooth, even the white strand, and straight.

My feet turn sore easily, my hands can't carry much weight, and my lungs can't take any heavy workout. I am a fragile little granny for god's sake!

Veronica and Alex have been trying to get me to go see the world, to explore before I die. I wish I could give a valid reason for that, such as poverty, or my hate for sightseeing, but the truth is, I come from one of the town's richest families. Of course, we live simply, but if I told them that I was going to die then they'd send me on a world tour, and I loved sightseeing.

Yes, my parents don't know that I am dying. I have kept it from them. I try to tell myself it's because I don't want to worry them, but to be honest, it's also because I don't want to be disappointed. What if they just shrug it off? I don't want to live the last of my days thinking I am not loved.

Alex and Veronica knew about it, so did Mr Hobkins. Veronica was pressuring me to start singing and become a famous pop star while Alex was telling me to explore the world, to not miss out any piece of it.

Of course, I had declined them both. I wanted to do both of it, but at the same time, I wanted peace. Was it too much to ask for?

I stood in front of the mirror, getting ready for another date with Anthony. Truth be told, I had never seen one with looks parallel to mine. With the curse of death, came the blessing of beauty, immeasurable beauty. I was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I am not bragging, truth be told, it was my blessing after all.

I am not being egoistic either, it's just I've come to terms with that fact a while ago. Perhaps my beauty was the reason I had caught Anthony's eye, perhaps it was also the reason Dominic had went light on me, but that didn't matter much to me.

Some would think that I was being wreckless, fighting Dominic and all, bringing myself closer to death. But dying doesn't matter to me. My life had no purpose and it still doesn't. So, why should I care if I drop dead?

'Sorry I am late,' I told Anthony as he opened the passenger seat door to his car. He smiled and shook his head telling me it was of no matter. I got into the car as he drove me to my favorite restaurant.

Describing the date would be hard and complicated. Even I am not sure what all happened. To put it plainly, it was as amazing as ever, except for the part where Anthony kept looking at his phone as if he was waiting for something.

Anthony was a decent guy. Of course, he wasn't Prince Charming, but at this point, I wasn't waiting for a Prince Charming to get inside my life. I mean, dying at the age of sixteen without any dating experience was embarrassing, right?

Yes, it was. 

Hello people! How's this story going? I know of the short parts but updating every day makes up for it, right? I've been so busy with Ventures of Gem Land-4, the publishers are eating my head, and don't get me started on the Gujarati translation of The Hues of Samsara, we all know how bad at Gujarati I am, don't we. Nonetheless, I am the one who's translating because no professional editor is actually able to do it well. At least not in Hindi, and Gujarati is much harder. How many people write in both Gujarati and English? Very few! My mom tried but yk, she's 45, and her writing style is different and definitely darker. Okay, I know what you're thinking, what can be darker than a thirteen-year-old's book about death? Well, the thirteen-year-old's mother's translation of her book about death, duh!

See you guys soon though!

~Janushi