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It was another day in their campus. She puts her thick eyeglasses, her clothes are the usual ones that she wears. It was a long, black denim skirt, and a tank top with a huge skull at the center, her body piercings brimming at the bright sunlight. Her lipstick is crimson black, and so is her eye shadow and mascara.

She stands out among the crowd, but in a negative way. While the others wear brightly-colored top and cute skirts, hers is pitch-black. For the students, Martha is the personification of a witch, a person who keeps a voodoo doll as her own version of Barbie and reads books of witchcraft as her bible. Of course, none of their judgments are true. Her appearance, though different from the others, is her way of expressing herself. Apparently, no one appreciates her sense of art.

Her eccentric nature triggers her detachment. No one wants to mingle with the so-called witch. None of them wants to share table with her during lunch. Group activities mean individual projects for her. Who would want to team up with this odd girl, anyway?

It’s not like Martha wants this. She is a kind-hearted person who just wants to be true o herself. If a person couldn’t accept her for what she is, then she’d better be aloof. But then again, she craves for companionship, that feeling that there will be someone for you. Nevertheless, her unspoken wish would never be heard…. for Martha is nothing but a dark witch in their class.