England (Cookie)
They entered this very big and large mall. It was so beautiful that Cookie kept looking around. The clothes were damn expensive but Martina told her to pick some things, telling Cookie that the bills were on her.
Cookie felt a certain kind of relief. Although, she wasn't going to pay anyway because Martina was the one who insisted that they should buy clothes for Cookie.
Did I ask her? No? I didn't. Cookie conversed with her self.
Cookie picked some clothes and check out some of them in the changing room. Cookie changed her clothes. The one she was putting on. She was now wearing head warmer, a white t-shirt
England (Cookie)Cookie also wondered how Martina managed to make her angry and happy at the same time. It was bizzarre that a person could make her feel both emotions at the same time."My dad's from Nigeria but my mom's from England," Martina smiled, seeing the expression of shock on Cookie's face "I've lived here all my life. It was easy for me since my dad and mom got married here. My dad is a citizen now by marriage so I think that explains it. Not so?" Martina took her time to explain."Oh" Cookie exclaimed, "Why the mall? I mean why did you buy it?""Well, let's just say I'm also into fashion design even if I'm a occupationally a nu
England (Cookie)They boarded another taxi and off they went to Martina's house.When they got there, Cookie's jaw almost dropped to the floor.Geez.. they are really rich.Cookie thought, admiring the building.The building in front of her was like what she'd like to call a mansion. It was beautifully designed and had a giant gate. Everything in the house was well, properly and beautifully furnished with exterior designs. Cookie was scared to touch the living room door just because she felt she was going to leave stains on it.
England (Cookie)Gloria>Are you there yet?Gloria>Please when you get there, do not forget to call me. Remember you owe me a lot of gist.Gloria>I'm freaking out, why in God's name haven't you called?Gloria>England girl, will you reply my messages now?Gloria>I told you to call me when you get there.Gloria>
England, (Cookie)Author's note: some chapters would be in a first persons POV from now on. Note that. Thanks......Something soft hit my head but I continued sleeping, then a nip on my skin followed by slaps on my poor leg but I just couldn't open my eyes, they were heavy with sleep.Then the unexpected happened, a pair of hands dragged my legs downwards, I struggled to stay on the bed as I gripped the sheets but it seems like my efforts was not enough because the next thing is i fell face flat on the floor.
England (Jordan)Some years after."Make a wish and blow off the candle already, Jordan"I gave Deardre a look which meant that she should leave the little boy alone and let him do his thing.Jordan turned five today and Deardre's hosting a little party in her house. Martina, Melanin and I are the only ones invited for the party cause Deardre doesn't like attention and crowd.She likes it simple.
Author's note: Error!! Please readers do not read this chapter......Something soft hit my head but I continued sleeping, then a nip on my skin followed by slaps on my poor leg but I just couldn't open my eyes, they were heavy with sleep.Then the unexpected happened, a pair of hands dragged my legs downwards, I struggled to stay on the bed as I gripped the sheets but it seems like my efforts was not enough because the next thing is i fell face flat on the floor."Ooowwwn!" I rubbed my nose, if I was white,
There is been a glitch so the chapter repeated and as the author, I can't delete it so please do not read this chapter!!! Thankss."Make a wish and blow off the candle already, Jordan"I gave Deardre a look which meant that she should leave the little boy alone and let him do his thing.Jordan turned five today and Deardre's hosting a little party in her house. Martina, Melanin and I are the only ones invited for the party cause Deardre doesn't like attention and crowd.
England (Cookie)I'm writing a story about a girl who's Dad is her enemy, she has no body, no love, nothing. Just her and her frustrated self but the thing is she is not someone who's going to give up, she's still pushing on, trying to be somebody in life. I guess the book has something to do with my life but not exactly, my character doesn't run away from home (like I did) and my character doesn't have a mom, friends or any sibling, in fact aside from her Dad she's also bullied in school. In my book I'd been able to express the pain she goes through but how she's trying hard to conquer it is more important. I didn't just pick up a pen and start writing, I sat down in a quiet place so I could put so much thoughts into it before writting it.