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‘Maria!’ Velma screamed and I just had to wake up, and I asked ‘oh my gosh Velma, what is it?’AND SHE asked ‘Uh duh? Isn’t it clear enough? Your interview!’ immediately I sat up in bed and shrieked ‘oh my god! I’m late for my interview’ I took my bathe wore my most official dress, made and ate dry toast and of I was on the road to the office of my [hope to Be] employer, WHEN I stumbled upon a little girl, about 3-4 years old sitting By the road pleading with people passing along the road for food and I couldn’t refuse the urge to help, and so I went across the street to get a hot dog for this girl and when I came back the strangest thing happened, I gave this little girl the hot dog and she immediately became a hag! And immediately snatched the hot dog out of my hand and said ‘I’m getting tired of this helping business, Mary better pay up’ and just walked away like nothing happened, but when I heard that ‘Mary’ I don’t know why but I just remembered my mum. Any way I didn’t get the job because I was late for the interview
‘/‘You know Maria I’m finding it very hard to believe this story…’’ Velma said ‘’I’m telling you Velma she was talking about mum’’ I interrupted ‘’hmm… I don’t know Maria but we needed that money for rent’’ Velma said, not knowing what else to say about my narration.
My mum was a vet and she loved animals and most of all she loved me [well, and maybe a little love to my sister –Velma too], but she had a car accident . I miss her so much but she’s gone now, she died when I was 11 years old and now I’m 9 years older than that but I still feel the vacuum in my heart. Sometimes-I know this might sound weird, but it’s like I feel her spirit around me, just protecting me-but you can’t give my sister [who by the way is 5 years older than me] any of that rap ‘’look’’ she said ‘’ we needed that money for rent, and any time now, the landlord…’’ she couldn’t even complete what she was saying because there was a knock on the door ‘’it must be him at the door’’ Velma said as she moved to open the door.” oh! It’s Gina’’ she said stepping aside for our cousin to come in; we talked and had dinner together and agreed that I would go for a different job interview the next day.
So, the next day I was on my way to the interview when a baby’s stroller was in the middle of THE road with the baby inside!! So yeah anyone else could have helped but everyone was moving past like they couldn’t see this, so yeah I had to help and I spent half my day looking for its mother and when I finally found the baby’s mother, I was afraid to go back home for fear of what Velma would say so I spent my day in a restaurant, drinking nothing but water because I had no money. Later, I went back home and told Velma everything, and she was furious with me, and I mean furious-in fact I can’t even WRITE it because it contains a lot of vulgar and I wouldn’t want to involve you in that(trust me). I too was furious but not with anyone but myself; for being so foolish as to fall for it again. It seemed like it was the work of our landlord so he could drive us out of his house and embarrass us (he never really liked us, probably because we were young) but no he wouldn’t go that far, but it all seemed planned-but by who? That was the real question
Find out in ‘’the interview part 2’’
