Brandosandosplauheis

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Hey there, my fellow readers/ viewers of Wattpad. I've known that I hadn't been published any of my fan-fictional chapters of mine novel- "A.C.W". Due to the past two of months ago, my Mother, Sister and I have been struggle of arranging our belonging to an another location or home. We was getting an eviction noticed from our repulsive Landlord- whom seen to be unfair of scheduling our date to pay the rent. The main sophisticated reason why we had moved is because; when my endurable Mother tried pay the rent for the feminine Landlord- she'd asked her that: "Can you call someone fix the counter?" That is all she want it to. But, the bellowed Landlord dare replied: "You can keep your money. You can find another place. I do not want to be a Landlord." That leave my Mother in teared, irritated, and broken- all she ever wanted is to help out on fixing the damn fucking counter! So, with this stated- we had had to another place by September the First. And by God- there was a miracle. A kindly man offers my Mother to keep the house (where we currently living in) as long as came in our humble home, for Ninety days. Don't worry about me- I am still alright- I'm not hurt or anything. Justly stressed. And yes, I am still planning on publishing.

Brandosandosplauheis

this message may be offensive 
Hey there, my fellow readers/ viewers of Wattpad. I've known that I hadn't been published any of my fan-fictional chapters of mine novel- "A.C.W". Due to the past two of months ago, my Mother, Sister and I have been struggle of arranging our belonging to an another location or home. We was getting an eviction noticed from our repulsive Landlord- whom seen to be unfair of scheduling our date to pay the rent. The main sophisticated reason why we had moved is because; when my endurable Mother tried pay the rent for the feminine Landlord- she'd asked her that: "Can you call someone fix the counter?" That is all she want it to. But, the bellowed Landlord dare replied: "You can keep your money. You can find another place. I do not want to be a Landlord." That leave my Mother in teared, irritated, and broken- all she ever wanted is to help out on fixing the damn fucking counter! So, with this stated- we had had to another place by September the First. And by God- there was a miracle. A kindly man offers my Mother to keep the house (where we currently living in) as long as came in our humble home, for Ninety days. Don't worry about me- I am still alright- I'm not hurt or anything. Justly stressed. And yes, I am still planning on publishing.