Pray For My Soul.

   “Alright, settle down now class. Mr. Adams thank you for sharing but I would appreciate it if you keep such information to yourself in the future or at least wait until you’re dismissed to discuss personal matters.” Professor Edwards reminded the regretful teen for stirring up unnecessary excitement in the middle of his explanation.

    Clenching his jaws, Jeremy glared at his friend with undisguised frustration, surely if looks could have killed, poor Marcus would have been buried six feet under or frozen to death looking like a carved statue on display.

    Swallowing nervously, the boy quickly realized his mistake. Perhaps he shouldn’t have insisted to that extent. Clearly something must