Mary My Student - Season 1 - Episode 14

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Mary My Student - Season 1 - Episode 14

She had the habit of giving pens with a red barrel to students that scores highest in her class as a gift.

But the one that got my attention was after two students she has given those pen died. They were two girls Nene and Ada
Unknown to us was that anytime she gives the pen to a student the student’s life is transferred to the pen which now means that the ink is that person’s blood, so the more he or she uses the pen, the more their blood is reducing and they would be growing thin gradually when the pen runs out of ink, they die

This students I’m talking about were so bright.

I attended the burial of Nene and was still there after everybody had gone out after doing the lying in state. Beside the girls coffin was the book she had written a novel ironically titled ” My Best gift from my teacher” I stared at the girl’s corpse in the coffin with her hand folded across her chest, she had cotton wool stuck in her nostrils.
I then moved over to the table the book was on and picked up the pen and stared at it for a while.
If any of the girl’s family thought my behavior was strange, he or she didn’t show it. I opened the pen’s barrel and checked the ink, it was dry, the girl had concluded her novel with the last ink which was her last drop of blood.

I stared hard at the empty pen, my face furrowed in a frown. I strongly felt that the pen was one way or the other connected with the girl’s death.
I then decided to pay Cecilia Morgan a visit to confront her on the matter, this was a rather daring thing, but I was determined to see the root of the matter.

I got out as the people carried the coffin outside and headed to her apartment.
As I got nearer to her house, something forced me to stop, I didn’t know why, nobody hailed me.

I was about to keep moving when I noticed this plant with broad leaves. I have never seen the plant in my life before, so I wondered how it got there. I picked two leaves off the plant and studied it, I couldn’t give a name to it.

I moved away from it still holding the leaves, I then noticed something strange. Though the sun was shining brightly, my shadow was nowhere to be found. I was surprised and searched around me but I couldn’t find my shadow so I concluded that I was invisible maybe from the leaves.

I contemplated it was better this way as I could catch her red handed at whatever she was up to.

I got to her front door and it was locked, I noticed something on her roof, it looked like a human eyeball but was green and was being held by a stick that seemed to be growing out of the roof. I think it was serving the same purpose as satellite dishes. I turned around to the backyard and found the door open so I went in. I got to her sitting room and found her holding one student’s book and peering carefully at some mirror on the table she was sitting at.

There were many strange things around where she was sitting.

On the table was a crow a toy bat on a cross, two eyeballs of whatever, some books and a basket beside her.

Some strange kind of smoke were coiling out of the basket.

I heard her say ” another prospect with a bright future” before dipping her hand into the basket and took out two of the red barrelled pen she always gives to students and wrote the names of those that had passed on it before putting them in her purse.
I gasped and she jerked her head around and looked directly at where I was standing but didn’t seem to see me and turned her head back.

She finished whatever she was doing and got up and walked away.

Out of curiosity I ventured nearer and looked down at the mirror.

I didn’t see anything for a while, then I began to make out blurry images then it finally became clear.

I saw numerous skyscrapers, beautiful landscapes, expensive cars, many things that were just wonderful. But my head was beginning to hurt, I felt as if something was trying to force it’s way into my body, the room started swimming around.
I took my eyes off the mirror and felt immediate relief. I wondered whose future was that.

I took a minute to scan her room looking for something I could take to disrupt her concentration, there were many paintings of strange scary animals and demons so I couldn’t take anything.

I then walked outside and decided to go home. I then stopped and broke off the eye and took it with me. As I got out of the compound a glanced at the spot the plant stood, it was no longer there, I looked at my hands and the leaves I was clutching has vanished mysteriously.

So I hurried away from her compound.