Baskadia

Mary

When  I was a boy,I had a classmate called Mary Magagula.She was beautiful as hell,placid and had that thing People hated her.I did not know why she was hated but I also joined the chorus in hating her.Somehow she knew that she was loathed by everyone.She was hated without a reason.Well ,she was beautiful and clever.I suppose it was a dangerous combination. She being cool,calm and beautiful must have planned it all.She planned to give us a reason to hate her.One monday morning at assembly,at 07:

Magical Wall

Mary

The air was filled with smoke and stunted plants. The whole ground was dotted with stones that you can't even place a foot on the sand. The rose's bloomed and filled the air with pungent sweet smell but Mary could only smell death. The cloud was clouded. She had no better way to describe the cloud which was witnessing this ordeal and remained the same. Not even a tear came down from the sky. She was in pain but it did nothing. The ground was peculiar which Mary loved a lot but as she laid on the

Blessed Virgin Mary

Mother of all whole world