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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