Marge Villaester

There are words hidden under her skin. A 22-year-old aspiring writer whose name means something precious, A pearl. A researcher by profession and a writer by heart. Her dreams are too big for this town to fulfill, but she’s not backing down. She breathes ink and paper, she craves the smell of new books, and she spends her spare time writing her thoughts and reading others'. She doesn’t know what she really wants, since a lot has changed about her. But she’s much stronger now, strong enough to figure things out alone. You might know her today, but you’re not gonna recognize her tomorrow.

Safe Lock

The woman let out a sigh as she watched her daughter trying to open the container. She shook her head and took the medicine from her little baby. “Yes, those are medicines. And they are locked because naughty children like you might drink them without permission.” She chuckled.