Sierra Leone woke up at one from her nap and she felt well rested, but that didn't necessarily help her emotional state in anyway.
She walked out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. She was starving she looked like it too. She grabbed a yoplait and a pack of Oreos and sat on her couch.
She was eating her yogurt and texting her boss. She wanted
her to work at KFC today and she gladly took it up. She had nothing better to do.
She grabbed her car keys and purse and got into her car. The kids were going to take the bus home today so there was nothing for her to worry about.
She sat in the car for awhile in silence. A tear fell down her eye, but she wiped it away. She had to hold herself together, she couldn't have another slip. She couldn't let her kids down another time, let herself down.
She turned on her car and started backing up, then she drove out.
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Loving Me
General FictionThis will take you on a journey about two women struggling to find and love themselves. As Takasha and Sierra Leone both come from the same place, but had totally different outcomes. Takasha is educated and well-groomed, while Sierra is a total oppo...
