The Life of Sophia Ysabel

  I'm pretty sure we all have that one dish our mums make when we were kids that we really disliked. Yuck. We can all agree; it's not nice to your mouth AND your taste buds. I mean, even I want to throw away the disgusting remnants of revolting food. But what if I told you that throwing food can impact us in a way you would have never imagine... Yup, that's right. The problem is FOOD WASTE. As you all know, I'm that one girl called Sophia, and today I'll tell you why you shouldn't waste food. You may think that food waste doesn't affect you AND the environment. Well, I'm going to prove you wrong. On a website called "Wasted Food Statistics","35% of the wasted food is simply thrown out by supermarkets, shops, and households. Much of it is still perfectly fit for eating." Just imagine. Your parents pay tons of money just to get food inside your mouths, and yet you throw food which means throwing away your money. This is just wrong. No o...

  It had been weeks ever since Monica broke the trance of the girl that bumped into a tree. She had been sneaking inside school, clapping on repeat, but as always, getting caught. She was getting tired of this boring routine. But one day, she had picked up the courage, and her fork, to stop this madness. She had also searched up on Different Demons that if you cover the lynge's eyes, it will stop them from washing the numb feeling over your body. She found that new piece of information helpful. So she sneaked into school, took a deep breath, and barged into the principal's office. Or at least, tried to. Ms. Stirling pulled Monica away from the office, at a distance so far Monica couldn't reach. "You, go outside and play. I have told you a quadrillion amounts of time to stay out of here. It is a very simple instruction." Ms. Stirling pushed her outside. "Remember. STAY OUT OF HERE." Ms. Stirling says and slams the door shut to Monica's face.  By the e...

Monica kept her eyes peeled for any demon principal activity, but unfortunately no luck. But then, as she retreated back to her classroom, she saw Ms. Silver wearing a cloak with a hood that hid her face. Of course. She wouldn't want people to see her true form. Clutching to her fork, she walked normally as possible to Ms. Silver, hopefully not causing any suspicion. But before she could even stop this monstrous being, Ms. Stirling dragged her into the classroom by her shoulders. "What the..." Monica stuttered. She grimaced and clenched her fists as this was her only chance of actually stopping Ms. Silver to create more chaos. Chaos that could be unstoppable, and possibly inevitable.  Later at night, Monica had a dream that she was to stab Ms. Silver in the eyes, like she planned to. But in millisecond or so, she froze. And a numb feeling had washed over her like an overweight blanket. Then pitch black darkness had taken over her. She gasped as she jolted awake, panic thu...