Phase 2

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One month later
I was very happy that after waiting for one month it has finally come. Yeses I am going to the Almighty richester I Know my friends envy my but ahiaaaa. As I was about leaving I met Dr. Felix and this was what ensued between us:
Me: Hey what are you doing here
Him:😎i came to give you good luck.
Me: I don't need it then byeee
Him: I will never forget you and at the right time we will...
Me: The right time is passed sorry asshole. By the way I am not coming back cos I am gonna get married in Richester.
I left him speechless and walked inside the house. Mum gave me the address to  the woman's place so I was packed and ready to go. I had to say bye bye to my sisters. I was not coming back!

Fast forward
Mum gave me 600 pounds. Upon reaching the bus station the car from Brownslope to Richester was 50pounds. I sat in the bus and dozed of till we reached the Duncan x junction. The car got stuck there so the passengers needed to walk to the next bus station to board a new bus. The driver refused to refund our monies because he complained that we had too many bags in the car that caused overloading. People were serious fighting with the driver but I walked out and walked fifteen minutes straight to the next station. I boarded another VIP bus to Richester and it also costed 50 pounds so I paid .I slept and after few hours we were in Richester. I got down and looked at the address then I stopped a cab but he said it was too late and he had a passenger so I hired I hotel room one week for 150pounds because when I called the number on the address the woman told me she had traveled and will be back one week later. Mum called me at 22:00pm and she bombarded me with many questions and I lied to her that I was lying in a 6 star hotel with everything made in gold and foolishly enough she believed me. In the morning I woke up and drew a budget including the transportation and I saw that I had spent 250 pound already and the money left will be too small to cater for me so I spoke to the hotel manager to give me a simple job which will pay to cover my t and t. I got a cleaning job and each day they gave me 50 pounds and 60 cents as money for water or a small something. After one week I called the woman and she told me that she could not  accommodate me because her husband to be is living with her and blah blah blah. She promised to send me money to go back to the village but I refused it simply because I wanted them to know I was chilling here. I had been staying intje hotel for a month now with free  food and 50 pounds everyday. One day I sat naked on my bed and the hotel manager just run in saying,"sorry miss the government is sacking us from here".
I took my dress and wore it as he slowly explained and said they will be breaking the building down in 30mins. I packed my staff and took my 1,500 pounds and went to stand outside pleading with the contractor but without much a do he broke the building with his bulldozer. I kept on hustling and I saw a guest house so I went into it spans spoke with the manager and we agreed with 20 pounds a day. The next day I went in search of a job and instantly I got one and I worked as a cleaner in Leicester bank far away from the house. I regretted coming here because this was not how people described the place to be. Few days later I got a call from Jackie that mum was sick and needed 2,000 pounds for treatment she said Dr. Felix wanted to treat mum freely but she told him I was very rich now. I cut the call and put my head in my palm in grief. I had only 2, 002 pounds for my upkeep and 20 pounds separate for the payment in the house. After thinking hard I decided to find a second job to add to the other. The next day, I sent mom the money and I used 2 pounds to buy a small sized twistee from McDonalds and chilled coke as a package and that was my food for the day. When I went to work I was paid 30 pounds and I kept it for tomorrow's payment. I used 10 pounds to look for a job and I bought 3 pounds garlic bread and I continued my journey. On my way  I met an old man called Mr. Williams Wilberforce.

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