After dinner Selwyn and I slept on the two beds in my room .
Next morning at two minutes past six Selwyn, asked me to wake up. Yonning I woke up and wish her a pleasant morning. She wished me back.
I got off my bed and freshened up myself . Got ready for school by the time Selwyn had left . Without looking at the breakfast, I swiftly ran down the stairs. I saw my cousin go in the car . I drove to school . It was bad to find out that Kate and Jay and all girly gang was absent as they did not had a test . I walked further to the canteen ,I looked at my wrist. Still an half hour left I thought. I walked to the canteen smiling ,looking at my chain . I did not spent a single dollar . Two hundred dollars . I was running and again fall. Now my leg was like no more. I got up and walked the further way and ordered some fries with oranges juice. Sitting on a table fries on my side. All the things of my life which became a nightmare. Living in a so called home where no one cares about me and how my mom ignored me. A tear flew out my eye. And more were escaping. Someone saw me in tears ,I tried to see but tears blurred my vision ,only I could only a black tee and a blue . I threw the fries into bin and drank the juice in a go. The rest of the day was not so good.
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THE NEWYORKER'LIFE
Teen FictionAmira is a adopted tomboy of Indian origin. A teen who is ignored by her rich family. Read it out just !
