A LONG WAY TO GO!!

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A LONG WAY!!

  J ane was aging 13 by then, she was wandering how then she could acknowledge sales to back up her studies. She realizes that she was making mistake. Little did she know it’s bad on her side and getting her into a spin, and hope mad. The whole story was a fantasy, complete fiction, rather she would opt fetching water instead than cleaning pans early morning. One day her mum came to realize she was pregnant and to others dismay, imagine the all village were green about and caught in surprise.

Now it was time up for her and being over the hill they decided, she gets married, it’s no wander that she settled down with a stodgy husband, and she would nag so much that her husband resorted to coming home late at night, boozed, plastered, sozzled and little of a man. Each time was a picture of her husband coming home intoxicated to no avail and so harsh.

Probably, she never thought that far a head for her Knew she would get married and set free of disturbance nevertheless she is no shame of disappointing her parents; each moment of time is never wasted to spare a rod on her side. Nonetheless, sometimes she is spurred on by her friends and bad groups hence, loose pride, hurted and you are somewhat uneasy. You feel you are worn out, weary, absolutely pooped/bushed and a recluse to boot, when your friends are keeping their distance.