His Personal Assistant √

5//A S S

'Kendall Anderson'

It has been a week now. All I do is sit around and do nothing. And if I do something it's to make coffee and take notes in meetings that are about four hours long

I knock on the door of Mr. Knight. After I here a faint came in, I open the door.

"Um.. Mr. Knight. Sorry to distrib you but um.. could you please give me.. more work to do"

He shuts his leptop and stands up coming around to were I am standing. "So you came to tell me that what I am giving you is not enough. That I do not know how to mange my own company"

No that is what I mean at all. You don't understand me. "Um... no Sir t.that's not what I mean-"

"So what do you mean!?" I would tell you if you would shut up. "Um... I mean if y..you would give me more work, I'll be more useful. I do have two degrees and a masters in business trade, and I think am more qualified then a lot of people in this company"

Oh shít I shouldn't have said that.  His expression changed from annoyed to cold like dead cold

"Okay" he walked to his door and opened it. He waved his hand for me to follow him. Wow I thought he would laugh and leave me but his really going to give me some real work. We went down a few floors into the cubicles

"Everybody stop what your doing. From now on all your work will be given to Ms. Anderson. And if I find anyone doing they're work, you're fired and if you Ms. Anderson, do not do the work you're fired"

That's not what I meant at all, that is far from it. "Um.. but.. t..that's-" before I could finish he was already gone. The mean people in this office gave me their work or more like dumped their work on me with a huge smirk on their face

Now just imagine doing about 30 to 40 plus my own work and going to meetings. How on earth am I ever gone finish on the dead line. It is highly impossible. And it is not one of those days I say 'impossible' spills 'I'm possible' because it's really not possible

11:53, that is what the time reads when I looked at it. Okay it's pretty late. Picking up my things and wearing my shoes, I lock my office and head for the elever doors.

The office's are really dark now, no one at sight, It's kinda scary. When I finally reached the first floor. The elevator came to a stop. Saying good night to Dean and North -the two night shift office front guards.

When a cab finally stop. I quickly get in and we head of to my apartment. When I reach my apartment door I unlock it and throw my bags on the said of the door, locking the door again

I don't have enough power to get to the bed so I just drop myself of the couch . As soon as my head hits the couch  am out like a light

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"I cannot take it anymore!!!" I yelled in my office as I carry on with the work of everyone else. Well I am working my asş off, everyone else is having a great time. Getting paid for nothing

Once again, it's past two; early morning. I have not slept properly for more then a week now, my eyes are blood red and I have eye bags underneath, I have moved from wearing office wear to my normal clothes  (sweatpants and oversized sweatshirts) the only time I do wear office wear, is when I am going to a meeting that Mr. Knights went notes for.

All I do these days is wake up at four in the morning, get to work around five o' clock, work til two at midnight, get home and sleep for three hour, same times even less because I have got to do the work at home

I finally called it a day as I get up and packed up my work to do at home. I slip into my morning slippers, locking the door on my way out

The office looks so dark. The only light is caming from the elevator sign, showing up and down.

I may or may not be a bit scared. Before I reached the elevator doors. I hit my head over something, forgetting that the is a sign for the toilets before the elevators.

When I get up my head heats like a bįtch, trying to make myself stand with blurry vision. As soon as I think am making progress, I find myself failing.

When my head hits the ground, I begin to loss consion. Finally letting the darkness overtake me

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