agged girl, but I could barely fight anyone over it or prove
he died out of the depression of poverty. With nothing to fall back on, we relocated to our grandpa's house to perch with him. Not that he was richer, but he was po
ining him soon. Inheriting a poorly grooved vegetable garden and a fragile, roofle
with big pockets of coins, mom and I wailed inwardly and returned home the same way we came. Every d
kness in my own little way. Please, I entreat your sympathy! And don't call me names
ry day because she swelled by the day, so whenever I went on
eath to clamp her away while I went to the market
even a bunch since this summer!" I wailed at a
your poison!" the
issa!" Another snappe
s you are!" the
and scorn, not until I hear
getables f
am available!" I gasped; that would
lad protested, peering down at a puppy that mea
and the dog started off barking b
have it all" the l
round and gestured at him to leave, as
led with
ood and water again today, yet she grew bigger. Never in my lif
ght, I slept off; a deep slee
tell it was happening around me. The reawakening of my miserable life brought me back to consciousness and I woke up, rubbed my eyes from the haze of slumber, only to behold an uncountable mob aro
I cried, stroking my ha
't notice Brian munching all your vegetable
is Brian...?" my wailin
th, and the last half-eaten leaf stuck between his cute, pink lips, and his arms and feet tightly bound with fetters. And an in
the top of my voice and combed my m
the chant and others picked on it and chanted harder.
A whip
rable pain yet laughed and seemed unscathed
essed ladies whom I perceived to be maids pus
ubby one beamed "We have been in s
the top of her voice. "He e
o?" Another as
etables of poor Melissa while she was carele
ith the mob, "How much is the worth of
!" a voice repli
soon as she took out a bag of coins, the angry crowd
What becomes of me? Eh, maid!
Brian into the Lamborghini that was pack
y knees and wailed on. I was left with nothing
auburn-haired, Caucasian and the p