Enigma Of The Killer Lecturer

Bad Luck

"Huh... cold..." Soraya complained of the cold. She felt that this morning had become much colder, even though she felt that the heater had been turned on.

Soraya opened her eyes, the light pouring in through the window made her believe that it was already noon for her to wake up. It was the last week before winter break and she had to finish her last assignment before the long holiday started.

Soraya turned her body which was originally facing the window and what she saw hanging from the ceiling of the room made Soraya almost faint.

"Aaaagghhh..."

Her scream was so strong that the people in the dormitory rushed to her room. Everyone who saw what was happening shouted hysterically, especially the women.

Soraya's body trembled, her face pale. A girl grabbed her hand, took her out of the room and someone immediately called the police.

"What happened?" Mrs Carla was the last to arrive. Her eyes widened when she saw the body of a young woman hanging from the ceiling of the room with a rope strangling her neck. The girl's eyes bulged, her eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets. Her tongue, sticking out with drool and splotches from which flowed from her mouth.

"Oh my God, what happened?" Mrs Carla sat limply. She almost fainted. In all the years she had worked guarding this hostel, nothing so terrible had ever happened.

Behind her, Soraya fell limp with a very pale face. Soraya was too unyielding and clearly this was not a good thing one could experience.

"Soraya, are you okay? Please take her to my room and give her a drink! She looks so shocked!" Mrs Carla said

"Soraya, come on!" The girl who lived beside her room led her to the first floor and led her into Mrs Carla's room, so she could calm herself down.

Soraya didn't move, she just stared in silence as if she didn't understand what was really going on.

"Drink this tea! I'll be out in a bit!" Said the girl as she walked away leaving Soraya alone in the room.

Just as the door closed, the voices of several women began to be heard behind the door. They are dormitory residents who are curious about what happened in room 103, but are too afraid to see it with their own eyes after hearing the news that a dormitory resident hanged herself in her room.

"What happened? The one in the room is Soraya, right?"

"Yes, Mrs Carla asked me to take her to her room!"

"Geez, what happened? I heard screaming just now!"

"That was Soraya Chamberlain's scream. Her roommate Kerry Smith hanged herself in the room!"

"Oh my God, how can that be?"

"I don't know! I looked in that room for a while, I don't think I'll be able to sleep for days. It's really terrible!"

"What why?"

"Her body was hanging from the ceiling just above her bed. Her neck was strangled by a rope and it seemed, she was in so much pain before she died. Her eyeballs almost popped out and her tongue stuck out. I was so scared!"

"Oh my God! She also tried to commit suicide before, right? She cut her wrist with a knife after fighting with Soraya!"

"Yes, that's right! She said she was very depressed because she had to share a room with Soraya. She once said that Soraya forced her to give money if Kerry wanted to invite her boyriend into the room!"

"Geez, she's really crazy! I also heard that she had an argument with Diana Brown before being declared missing. I became suspicious of her, maybe she actually killed Diana."

"I thought so too! What's more, she was the last person Diana was with. Isn't that very strange? Her innocent face is deceptive? A very dangerous person!"

"That's right, we should be careful with her. Kerry could be very depressed because of Soraya's constant pressure and threats, that's why she decided to kill herself!"

"I've also heard that Kerry once said that Soraya asked her boyfriend to have s*x when Kerry was hospitalized. No wonder at that time I saw Kerry's boyfriend come out of the room, on the day Kerry was in the hospital. No wonder Kerry felt very depressed , because her boyfriend is cheating on her with her roommate!"

"Ah...geez! What a shame to be around her!"

Everything they said, Soraya could hear everything. In this lonely room, Soraya was sobbing. She closed her ears tightly. Forcing her ears to stop hearing all the painful things.

"No...! I didn't do it...! I didn't!"

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Since childhood, I have always been surrounded by strange luck. At least, I always thought that way. A luck that will always be accompanied by bad luck. Yes, very bad luck.

I am the only daughter. My older brother, Mark. He is a math Olympiad champion, he is very smart just like my mother. He is very kind, handsome and we are very close.

My little brother, Daniel. I can't say that our relationship is very bad. You fight a lot, but that doesn't mean we hate each other. Daniel is very good at playing football, he wants to be a great football player like his idol, David Beckham.

Ever since my brother Mark decided to live alone in Edinburgh, the four of us lived in a simple house. My father, the person I love the most is a firefighter. But, soon dad will retire and think of starting a traditional Scottish food restaurant business in our town

My mother, a chatty, assertive and very affectionate woman, was a math and biology teacher. Mother is very disciplined, very caring and knows very well my weaknesses.

I was raised by a simple happy family. We love each other and that will never change. Since childhood, I was the most spoiled child because I was my father's favorite daughter.

Dad always worried about me, dad said I was the most beautiful little girl in this world. I used to think dad said that because I was his daughter. But, something happened and proved father's concern.

When I was six years old, I almost fell victim to a kidnapping. A van pulled up in front of the fence while I was playing with dolls alone in the yard. I still remember when a man with a thick mustache asked me to open the fence and said he was a friend of my father's who had come to visit. Since I was a child at the time, I followed the man's words and opened the fence.

However, when the gate opened, the man immediately covered my mouth with his hand and led me into the car. I struggled and tried to bite his hand. The man had time to remove his hand from my mouth and I used the opportunity to shout for my mother who was in the kitchen at that time.

As I cried and screamed, I could feel the man's big hand hitting my head very hard before I finally passed out and can't remember what happened after that.

What I remember, when I woke up and opened my eyes, I saw my mother's crying face. Mother hugged me and kissed me, my mother's body trembled. I don't know how scared my mother was at that time.

Behind my mother, I saw my father crying. It was then that I began to realize that the world out there, was not a safe place for little girls.

But, as time went on there was something else that I started to understand and that was about me.

That day, a few weeks before my 9th birthday, our neighbors, the Richards, they invited us to have dinner at their house.

I am close friends with their daughter, Rosetta who is a year younger than me. Rosetta invited me to set off fireworks in her yard. We did it together while our parents were busy chatting in the house.

At that time something terrible happened, I can't remember clearly what happened. I saw mom and dad take me to the hospital and a commotion broke out there. I heard father and Mr Richard arguing. Mr Richard was furious and my dad just apologized and said it wasn't my fault it was just an accident. Yes, an accident that no one wanted to happen.

I was silent and confused, in front of me, mom tried to hold back tears and tried to comfort me. I smiled, but the tears flowed. I remember what my mother said back then and the words resonate in my ears to this day.

"Sometimes things happen that are out of our control. No one expects sadness to come, but sadness is inevitable. Live a guilt-free life!"

I didn't understand what she was really saying at that time. But I just cried and hugged her. The sentence I said at that time made me understand a little that I might have made a mistake that made other people cry.

"I'm sorry, Mom! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...!"

I sobbed for several hours until I finally fell asleep in my mother's arms. A few days later, I heard the news that Rosetta had died of severe burns on her body.

I cried hysterically when I heard the news. Rosetta and I, we are very close because we are neighbors. However, what made me feel even more sad was that someone told me that I was the one who set Rosetta on fire and died. I'm the one who did it.

It left me devastated and suffering. Mom and dad decided to move to a new environment, so I could forget about the problem. My parents wished I could start a new happy life.

However, a new problem arose. A few months before graduating from elementary school. One modeling agency from England offered me an audition to be a child model and pose with a well-known fashion brand in England. They asked my mother to prepare my profile so I could audition, even though they were very confident that I would be accepted.

I'm not very confident with my height, to be honest, I'm not tall enough to be a model. Even when I was in high school, my height was only 162 cm. However, at that time the agency said that my modeling career was just the beginning and they could help me get promoted to an actress.

They said I was a very pretty girl, with wavy brown hair and big blue eyes. Hearing their praises made me very confident even though at that time I refused the agency's offer. Mom didn't want me to have to work in a place where I was known to many people. Mom said it was dangerous and she was very worried if I met strange and evil people.

But dad supported me, dad said I was beautiful and talented. I joined the church choir and was the lead singer several times. I also often performed in theater classes at my school and was the main character in plays.

And then for the first time, I was very angry with my mother. I got annoyed and went quietly for an after-school audition without my mother knowing, after trying to forge my mother's autograph. At the audition venue, I met a girl my age who also attended the same audition.

There, I met Mina. Beautiful girl of Scottish and Japanese descent who has a very good height. She is very beautiful, straight and long hair. People say, Mina will definitely be elected. She is very beautiful, tall and she is also a ballet dancer.

At first, I felt confident. I believe that I will definitely be chosen. But at that time, I had to be disappointed because it turned out that the chosen one was Mina. They say, I'm beautiful, but not unique enough and have characteristics. I'm just like an average girl, nothing special.

I felt very disappointed and cried in the toilet. I ran away for a few days every day after school to be able to audition. I lied to mom by saying that I was doing group work with friends. I spent all my allowance on food and lunch expenses during the audition.

I cried, I was so disappointed. In front of the toilet door, Mina stood up and knocked on the door. I opened the door holding back tears. At that time, Mina comforted me. She said that I will always have the same chance as her, I can audition again next year.

I wasn't too entertained, but I thanked Mina for trying to cheer me up. That afternoon I went home, as if nothing had happened. However, five days later, one of the organizers called our house and my mother was the one who picked up the phone from them. They told me that I passed the audition and would be debuting as a teenage model for a well-known fashion brand.

Mom was surprised, I didn't understand at that time, I got angry looks from my mother. After the person finished the call, my mother asked me to speak and asked me to tell her what I had been doing for the past two weeks.

I confessed and told her everything, about the audition and also about her fake signature. At that time I thought my mother would be angry and yell at me for lying to her. But as it turned out, my mother just kept quiet in disappointment and said that I could do whatever I wanted without thinking about your feelings. Mother came into the room and didn't speak to me for several days.

Three days later, my father drove me to the agency building that would be doing my first photo shoot. At that time I could see people's cynical stares at me. I don't know what really happened. Why can I be declared pass when I'm not the winner, but Mina?

At that place I did not see Mina, I was confused trying to ask a makeup artist. She said that Mina was disqualified for committing fraud and falsification of identity and documents. I don't know what that means, but the woman explained that Mina was a boy who was forced to dress like a girl by his mother.

I was very shocked, especially when I remembered that we changed clothes together in the changing room several times, he even picked up and comforted me who was crying in the toilet at that time. I could barely believe it.

That day, I did my first photo shoot and I tried my best. I thought I did my best. But one of the higher-ups at the agency canceled my contract after seeing my photos. In front of me, he said I was too fat and my expression wasn't good enough to get into a fashion magazine. My heart hurts so much, I go home and cry all night.

From that day on, I decided not to care about myself. I ate so much that I gained a lot of weight. I transformed from a very beautiful little girl, into a terrible fat teenager.

I was frustrated, even though mom and dad tried to cheer me up. But at the time I didn't care. I feel lost, meaningless and have a purpose in life.

However, everything changed towards the end of my third year of middle school. At that time, my friends and I visited the house of our art teacher, Mr Thomas because he was about to retire.

At his house, I saw a painting that changed my life. A very beautiful toddler painting. The painting looks so real, like a photo. Mr Thomas said that the painting was a gift from a relative who lives in England. The relative bought the painting from an auction and sent it as a gift because Mr Thomas is a painting collector.

Mr Thomas said it was his favorite painting and since that day I decided to become a painter. I want to be like the painter who painted that extraordinary picture.

I regained my purpose in life and tried to change. I lost weight and rediscovered my confidence.

Then, when I entered high school, I met my first love. An upperclassman that I would never have imagined before. It's Mina, a friend I met at an audition a few years ago. He's a year older than me and after a few years, he's changed a lot.

At first I couldn't believe it was him. He is very handsome, tall and athletic. He is the captain of the basketball team at school. We are close because we have known each other before. No one at school knows of his past. His real name is Matthew. Her mother wanted her to be Mina, her twin sister who had died months before her audition due to cancer. Matt had to do that to comfort his mother. He didn't want his mother to be sad.

After knowing the reason, I was happy to be able to meet him again. We became very close and Matt said he was in love with me. We started dating and with him I had s*x for the first time.

I thought, maybe we'll be together forever.

Honestly I really love Matthew and I think for a time luck without sadness will be on my side. But I was wrong, I was just too hopeful.

It was summer vacation and about to be Matthew's last summer vacation in high school, he took me to the beach together. We went to the beach by motorbike. At that time I was very happy, really happy.

I want to always be with Matt like back then. Matthew asked me to find a quiet place so we could have s*x there. We found the place and did it there. After that, Matt took me for a swim and at that time we didn't know that the sea was starting to rise and the waves were very strong. The waves pulled me out to sea and Matt tried to save me from being carried away by the waves and drowning.

I managed to survive, but Matt, he disappeared, he was never found. I was devastated and everyone started blaming me, especially Matt's mother who had lost her two children.

They say that I am bad luck, my luck is bad luck to others. I don't want to be like that, who wants to lose the person he loves?

Strange, I feel so naive. I feel guilty as if it wasn't my fault. If at that time I had refused Matt's invitation to swim, maybe Matt would still be with me right now. If at that time, I was the one who drowned and disappeared, maybe none of this would have happened. Maybe Diana won't be killed, maybe Mr Stanley won't be suspected and maybe Kerry won't kill herself.

Maybe it's my fault, yes, it's definitely my fault. They were right, I was a disaster, I was a bad luck, I made mom and dad cry, I set Rosetta on fire, I made Matthew disappear at sea, I got Diana killed, I made Mr Stanley hated and I made Kerry end her life. This is all because of me, because of my fault.

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