Love Chronicles

Chapter One

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Ps: there are going to be a lot of grammatical errors ,that, I'm sure of.
MEET SHONTEL;super rich girl who lives a poor life.
I'm Shontel Mclaren and I live with my aunty at Trassaco, a part of Ghana believed to be one of the residing places for all rich kids. Well... I was treated like the rich kid I am when I first started living with my aunty,Welhemina. I agreed to  stay in Ghana with her when I first got here with my mom one year ago. For the fist three months I was treated like a princess until my aunty's on-and-off drug addict of a boyfriend decided to show up again. I was immediately withdrawn from school as my school fees was used to buy whatever kind of drug he was addicted to. Mom phoned frequently but I was never allowed to speak to her and my phone was taken away from me because they both feared I would call my mom to tell her what I was going through. Mom is a fashion designer/beautician while dad is a movie director/producer. The only reason I decided to stay in Ghana was because they were always traveling, dad was always on set and mom always has to go and check on her various fashion houses around the world, I was always moving with them too so I've never stayed in a place for more than two months. I was always praying frantically that mom would finally decide to settle at one place so that I would be able to go live with her, away from my aunty and her monster boyfriend who was starting to abuse me physically so when Welhemina called me one evening to tell me to start packing my things because I was supposed to leave for Carlifonia the next evening, I almost jumped out of the window with joy. Of course I had nothing to pack as all my clothes were worn out and knowing my mom, she would get me a whole new wardrobe so I just looked for my best clothes which were a faded pair of skintight ripped jeans with a checked cropped shirt and my only pair of canvas, I knew mom wouldn't like how I looked but it was the best of all my clothing.
We got to the airport around 8.30pm and my flight was to take off at 9.00 pm so I still had some time, just before I entered the departure hall, Welhemina's boyfriend pinched my back hard ,I just rolled my eyes at him and walked off without saying a goodbye to any of them.
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My flight was successful and fun, mom came to meet me at the airport and after lots of hugs and i miss you's we got into her Royce in which the chauffeur was waiting and she took me home. The house I saw in front of me was mega huge and sooooooooo modern. I was led to my room where everything  was turquoise except the ceiling and the rag. My wardrobe was the size of my room back in Ghana and it was filled with clothes and shoes, whoever filled my wardrobe sure has a good fashion sense. By my bed, was a new iPhone 6 geez I sure love this woman called Kayla Mclaren. And it sure does feel good to be home.
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Yaaaayyy so I'm done with the first chapter. I hope you guys read , vote and COMMENT. I need your comments more than anything to make my first story a success. Your ideas, criticisms and encouragements are what I need more than anything to make this story a success. I love you all so much for reading this. Once moreVOTE and COMMENT.
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