We Could be Better
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Last published Sun, Jun 26, 2016
We all have our flaws. We have our good days and our bad ones. Well, for Amina Hernandez, she didn't have any of that. She had scars not flaws, and her days were either bad or worst than the average. Her only joy came from her bestie Katia. Her bitchy foster mother only made her life more of a hell hole. Amina had no hope. But when an ordered visit to Walmart introduced her to her savior, everything she knew was gone and she was now being idolized because of her inherited good looks and spunky attitude which she used to her advantage. She now had hope and everything and everyone else she lacked in her life. But again, we all have our bad days. And her's happened to be a day of
such normality. A phone call later, love, money, drugs, murder and other things change her new life forever. And just like that, Amina wonders if everything around her was just about as peachy as it looked. Is it all for better or for worse? And more importantly, was SHE getting better or worse?
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