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ng smell. I took a deep breath, swinging myself off the bed. 6:20 am yawning a couple of times, I strolled down to the
kfast yet ?” Asked the
replied with the phone between my ne
w” she stressed on the last part before cutting the call. I glanced over to the time maki
g my cross bag around me before running outside. The bus drive took twenty minutes, on a Monday morning and luckily there was no traffic. I practically
ot getting jobs, I’m pretty
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r off my face when an elderly woman walked in standing right next to me while making a call. It was already getting late as I had wasted half of the day at
she finally replied before cutting the call. We both sat in the bus together which I might have purposely done. I’ve had a lot of misfortune with jobs lately and then an opportunity just presents itself right next to me. I smile
austed but whenever I think of the fact th
y seated in the living room watching the news. She turned to me with a sad face gesturing for me to come sit beside her. I know what this conversation is about and I
t my mind in any possible way that meant I wouldn’t shed a tear for what I was about to hear. “After your mother’s death, the police stil
siness is the only reason why we haven’t lost the house… .. …… yet. It was a long silence as I tried to calm myself down. It kills faster when you keep emotional pains to yourself. That’s one thing I’ve learned over the
rprise. “Ohh you did ?” She replied with a hint of sarcasm as expected based on my failed history, what else do I expect? I smiled standing up
I submitted my application form and I’ll be resuming work tomor
ication form…” she be
me not mine, you don’t hav
e responsible for what happened would want to come after me too, maybe to use me as bait to get to