worlds apart

Chapter 2: Episode 1

Tamara

I jumped up from bed,I looked at the time it was just 6 in the morning, thank goodness am not late for

work today.

Life had really been unfair to me,it was really hard struggling to fend for myself at a young age.

there where times I thought I would die,but death seems to be far from me .

I was know in the neighbourhood as badluck, everyone kept their distance away from me, am just an

18 years old girl lonely and misrable.

I had no idea who my parents where,the orphanage that took care of me till I was 7 said they they

found me at the dustbin just with a wrapper and my date of birth attached to my body so they took me

in but since then things became bad for them so they threw me out ,I didn't give birth to myself I had

been trying to survive since then, I turned into a thief just to survive, I stole from many places, most

times I was caught and almost beaten to death, I wish I really die but no death was far from me .

I was bleeding for weeks nobody to take care of me, nobody to show me the love I had always wanted .

I was molested and rape twice on the street, that was the worst experience of my life, I was only 8 then,

the man forced himself on me because I was helpless, I was raped by someone old enough to be my

father.

I was taken in by a lady but a month later she threw me out of her house I wondered why.

I began to struggle for myself, I quit stealing and began to do all sort of odd jobs, people distance

themselves from me they said am cursed.

I never had any friends it was hard going to school so I had to drop out of high school .

I cleaned the tears in my cheeks, my life is nothing to write home about .

I stood up and walked to the window in my room and Watched my age mate go to school In their flashy

cars I wish I had the opportunity.

I quickly took my bath,the house I was living in was a one room apartment I had rented it this year but

nothing was inside just a bathroom and an empty kitchen, I had been leaving in the street for 17 years

well it's not that bad either.

I swept the floor quickly,I folded the cloth I was lying on as my bed, well don't be surprised that was the

cloth my parents left me with, they don't even deserve to be called parents they are bastard.

I walked towards my lylon bag and picked a shirt and skirt, I had only five clothes so I had to manage Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

and also a bicycle I saw along the way.

I picked up money from my savings and quickly dashed out of the house with my bicycle, I whistle as I

rode on it away , that was the only thing I had for movement since nobody wanted to carry me in their

vehicle .

I got to the restaurant where I worked and quickly packed my bicycle and came down.

The curse badluck lady is here my co workers said and burst into laughter.

I ingnored their insult well this is not a new thing it's being my daily routine here.

Mara you have to deliver this food to someone my madam said handing me a parcel while I turned

away, thank goodness she sent me away I can't stand their insult I might start crying .

I hurriedly rode in my bike to the address I was given, I rode till I got to a big mansion.

I knock on the gate and a guy came out, Holly Molly his fucking cute and I found myself drolling at him.

Would you quit starring miss and handover my food I don't wanna be late for school his sweet voice

jolted me out of my thought .

Oh am sorry mister here have it I said and gave it to him.

Thanks pretty he said and I blushed.

I turned a d started walking away I could feel his state in my back as I walked away, well don't blame

me I have those killer shape that can make every guy go gan gan, his nice and just so cute .

I wish I wasn't alone In this world but I really don't like guys that much after my terrible experience with

them.

I was smiling as I rode in my bicycle, I can't wait for today to be over, my stomach grumble loudly , I

signed I really needed to eat before I die of hunger.

I didn't look well but suddenly my bicycle bend and hit a car and the driver came out immidiately oh

God why does trouble always follow me.