"UGH Another day of boredom" I thought to myself. "nothing ever goes right and its always wrong.. Why cant i ever find that special someone..."
Hi, my name is Nabila and I live home ALONE. I recently moved to a new house in Michigan and the new yet old house isnt treating me great. First of all, the house is filled with dust. Secondly its so musty and i hate the smell. And third... No hot neighbors in sight. Just how miserable can my life get....
Crea-ak
*Chimes*
"Ugh now what?.. It must be that 'Uncle' mom was talking about." As I walked down the steps I wondered "Why do I even have to meet a distant relative? It's not like i actually know him anyways..." I slowed my pace. "Maybe I can just ignore him and he'll go away..."
*Chimes*
"Okay... I guess not." I walked towards the door and lazily swung it open. "Uhm...Hi?" By the door stood a man who was roughly around 5'8, (5 foot and 8 inches, around 173 cm) he was wearing a blue tinted sweater with a baggy white top.
"Hey. You must be Nabila" he reached out his had offering a handshake.
"Y-yes. Its nice to meet you."
As I looked up to his face I noticed his small grin.
It was around 5 minutes later when I noticed that we were still standing in front of the doorstep. And i knew that was rude... So i politely offered him into my home. As soon as he got in he flung himself onto a chair and started to write something with his left hand.
"Hey, this is my phone number and address so you can call, and visit me any time you want"
"Th-thanks uncle" I forced a weak smile. Despite his appearances he's a good man, I thought to myself.
"Well I better get going. Good seeing you." He headed for the door and left without a trace.
It was probably not until the next day that I finally realized who my uncle was..
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