Chapter 1

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Hmmm .....  a warm, creamy and sweet smell of vanilla mixed with crunchy nuts  reached my nostrils and assaulted my poor innocent brain with mouthwatering imagines of soft, delicate warm goodness, my throat feeling dry from this irresistible beautiful aroma to die for, my tongue  unfold on their own, leaving me smiling like a love sick puppy. 

STUPID BITCH GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE ME MY BREAKFAST.

Uhmm. what with that horrible crack up noise.... gosh?

I SAID GET DOWN HERE NOW, DONT MAKE ME COME AND GET YOU.

Horrible noise go away, horrible noise go away.  omg seriously, talk about killing the mood, my stupid good for nothing father sure no how to spoil a girl beautiful dream, didn't even get to taste the pancake :{

Let me introduce my self, my name is Amara, it mean strong, attractive and stylish. I no am very attractive if i can say so my self. I love my name so much, it was given to me by my own mum, i love her so much just thinking about her makes me happy, she just the best mum in the world and you can ever asked for. May her soul rest in perfect peace where ever she may be.  I'm 16 years old and i hate my father, hmm i think hate is too nice to describe how much i loathe him. I will tell you why! who sacrifice their own wife life in return for their own? Who does? just thinking about it my heads boils. Now he dear ask me for breakfast, what breakfast? over my dead body. if he need a breakfast  he should go ask his dead wife to make him one. touching is it. I no. 

Moving back to our old house  is just too much headache and uncalled stress, trust me,  now i did not only move house but school as well. This man is sure after my own happiness, i have to move to a new school called  Alvon seriously what school is named Alvon and what does it even mean? kmt. i really don't have time to deal with this right now. I better start getting ready, don't want to be late for my first day at school if i want to make a good impression on everybody. hahah like hell i give a damn. 

Changing into my skinny high waisted jeans and floral top and my nike wedges, yeah i like wearing wedges, it gives me this elegant  looks and makes me appear taller than my height , you see I'm not that tall, I'm only five foot three, so wearing hells and wedges help boost my height confident. putting on  my makeup routine, like to keep it simple, just a bit of a powder, deep red lipstick and mascara  brings hot my eye colour and makes me shinny even more, it gives me this sexy looks which i like of course. And the last finally  touch my hair, i just love my bouncy curly hair, it just feels great to have nice hair. Now the  only thing i have to do is get my car key dash straight towards the door without getting caught  by my pathetic  father. At the count of one, two, ..... huff made it out Alive. 






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