Marked

In my junior year of highschool, I developed a liking for tatooes, they attracted me somehow. Some of the girls in my class had ones made on their bodies. Butterflies, dragons, snakes and even faces of popular people. I loved tatooes, but my mother didn’t. She believed that tatooes attracted evil spirits.so I forgot the entire tatoo idea, trying to be an obedient child. Instead of doing tatooes I chose to paint another way of releasing the things I felt inside of me. 

“Miss Mokoena, Mr Ludik, come in I have been expecting you.” said Mr Phenyo.

Mika and I sat down.

“I came for the file, I have been told about a new case,involving tatooes.” I said.

Mr Phenyo smiled, he brought with him a two files then handed it over to each of us.  

“When you are in this line of work, you don’t always have to be secretive, speak to someone, be open don’t use people without their knowledge, it only puts you in gre