Part 29 : Becca's confession

I dry my hair using the hair dryer in my room. I pour a little hair vitamin and spread it all over my hair.

"La, don't you smell a strange smelllike ... hmmm ... like a burnt smell, "said Karina, sniffing like a police sniffer dog on duty.

I thought for a moment -- trying to remember what I was doing.

Jeez! I screamed.

I just remembered that before taking a shower I bake my cake dough in the toaster.

I ran towards the kitchen. Sure enough, the scent of the burnt got stronger as I approached the toaster. and .... Woah ... A bread with a burnt brown color came out of the grill.

I put my cake on a serving plate, tapping it a little on the table to get rid of the emptiness a little.

"What's all this? Why does it smell burnt? What are you doing?"

I swore to myself as soon as my dormitory mother came and grumbled. My bad feeling suddenly appeared when the woman came. It is not without reason that I always think negatively abo