Welcome to Harlem

She ran down the stairs hurriedly, tears still blinding her temporarily as she tugged on her suitcase. Reaching for the door knob, she stopped when her mom suddenly called out to her in a strange , almost unrecognisable voice.

"I promise you Abby, the moment you go to that woman's house, your life would never be the same", she said, her voice almost in a whisper.
But Abby didn't care, she'd had enough. She was leaving, and that was final.

She turned the knob and stepped out , but a strange, chill ran over her making her wonder

"Am I doing the right thing?"

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This story is purely fictional, a figment of my imagination.
And events/occurrences, names, people , places that coincide with real life things, are just that; coincidental .

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Love, E.D ❤️