This is the first story of my life. Being not a native English speaker, the story will have errors. Forgive those, please.
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"Fuck off!! You asshole!" She shouted to Bill. This is one of those numerous times she have said this to this guy. He came to tell her his "brilliant" idea of fucking her, as a compensation of unpaid rents.
" Okay, I'm going but you are also leaving this place, YOU HEAR!" He was standing in her doorway, redden with anger. She'd had enough of him. She just took one of her broomsticks and swung it in the air.
Go, I said- Before I stick it into your head. I will go away from here in a week. OK!
She said with vice. He gave her a grimace of contempt and swept away from the door. She sighed in relief.
She have been in this "house" for the last one year. After the death of her parents in accident, She moved from her home in Texas to New York- to start her undergrad here in a university.
I'm gonna have her 19th birthday next month. Huh! Birthday, I don't even know how I'm gonna live my life next month.
After her parents death only she knows how she passed this one year. She had to do two jobs along with her studies, which was sort of, tough- Business studies. But she sick last month and had to stay home for two weeks. Result, no job, no money and now, no roof over the head. She started thinking what to do now. She had no money to rent a new place.
She looked at her place. A room smaller then a cell in jail- crowded with everything. A small bank size bed- old with use; a table beside it- old like its fellow by the side. She bought both of them from a slum woman a year ago. There was also a small cupboard for her few clothing's. That was it. The room was as dirty as it can be- stained everywhere. But still it was a place to live. Now, she has no where to go. I thought maybe bill's idea wasn't that bad. At least she can stay here for free and maybe snare some bucks from him. She shook her head.
What am I thinking! I'm not some cheap slut.
Her family had strong morality she inherited. She was still a virgin and was quite shy about sexual matters. I think you guys guess I dream of prince charming who would take me in his arms and we will live happily ever after. I would not totally deny it. In her horny nights, I have had dreams of a strong, powerful and handsome guy who would grab me despite her protests and give me the pleasure of a life time. But it was just a dream. I actually wanted a decent, simple man who would be loving, caring and honest. Not needed to be rich. I was just a simple girl looking for a simple, happy life. Ok, enough of her dreams. Now lets concentrate on getting a job some how. I got up to go to college. Maybe I will get some info about a job there.
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Hey! Nicky. I saw her in the cantina.
Hey, Jess! What's up! She looked up from a book. I went to her. I sat on the sat chair with a glooher face.
