"....It is not death that a man should fear-
But he should fear never beginning to live."
-Aurelius
The next day, no Amanda had showed up.
“I haven’t seen her, Ysa.” One of the students, who were on duty to keep their night watch, shook their head.
Disappointed, I mumbled a quick ‘thank you’, before leaving them be.
Rara, Soleil, and I waited for her to come back yesterday night, but it’s futile. Rara insisted to follow Amanda, but I stop her, knowing that if she did so, she might get punished, especially that Mrs. Jackson is concern. But to whatever extent the cause of her disappearance, I don’t feel good about it.
“I’m worried about her.” I heard Rara voice out aloud after I went to the table they were having our meals for today, mashed potatoes, milk, and some fruits.
The day
