"Becky!Becky!wake up". The hell!! why wasn't the said Becky just waking up and spare the rest of mankind the trouble of having her name repeated to us like a stupid alarm song??And why was there someone called becky in my house??and why was the voice so close to me??I woke up alarmed."Jesus freaking Christ!!"was all i could say.I looked at the other side of the bed thinking that maybe i had finally lost it and decided to decided to hook up.
The room was pink,the bed was soft and EXTRA BIG,i had like 25 pillow,did i say the bed was extra big?"Madam Becky breakfast is already served"A blond lady of about 34 years told me.She was standing at the room's doorway."I'll be there in a second"I said awkwardly after an awkward 13 seconds.After much deliberations i finally came to the conclusion that my mom being my mom decided that she had finally had enough of me being a bachellorette and finally decided to marry me off during my heavy sleep before it was too late. I cursed why i had taken those stupid sleeping pills that made me not wake up to stop the inhumane act from happening.She looked surprised at my response before mumbling another awkward okay and left closing the mahogany door after her.So i was the said Becky??But I thought my name was Tiffany.I frowned.After the lady left I quickly searched for my phone to call my mom.As i passed the dressing table
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Shooting Star
ChickLitTiffany has always hated her life so when one night she sees a shooting star passing.she decides to try her luck and makes her wish.little does she knows that a girl with completely different problems from hers saw the same shooting star and made he...
