Who Tampered With Her Face *short thriller;)*00:16
"We are just in the opposite lounge Senorita Morissa De' Chantille' " the guard was addressing the beautiful Spanish Princess who looked like a model carved out of fine porcelain. "Please inform us if there is any problem at all"
"I don need ewr security en all ni', i am fine just leave me alone" the princess replied in high Spanish accent trying her best to get all her words right.
"No ma'am we have got orders from your father and he thinks your life's in a danger, so good night." he said with a pompous finality closing her room door behind him. Morissa heaved on the bed swearing hard and mocking the guard "as if i can't take caire of me self, Dad!"
The night passed uncomfortably and Morissa felt her face pinch and hurt in her unconscious mind. In the morning she got up and looked into the mirror. Horrified with what she saw,she screamed,
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! BANG! the doors opened and the guards came in huffing and puffing "what happened Senorita? Who hurt you? We'll get him we'll strap------"
"Oh neo! Senorita Morissa sobbed, i.......i ....have got a pimple."