BREAKOUT

Chapter:1

Things has been so difficult for me since I move to Italy, to look for better job and a better life. I was never born with a silver spoon or born in a rich family like most people. I have four brothers and one sister with my parents and someone special in my heart,back in my country in African.
I have just received my five years permit of stay here in Italy.
First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Cynthia, from Nigeria, I am 175cm height, dark in complexion, brown dark eyes and with my natural black hair that is close to my shoulder length, sometimes my mom wonders how come my hairs are so soft, long and beautiful, and she will tell me, my love it's because you are naturally beautiful and created different and I believe my mom and myself.
Yes I also have a very beautiful and sexy boobs that most time people come to me and ask me if it's natural or plastic surgery? Hmmm, I tell them my boobs are naturally endowed by God, wether you believe it or not is your business. I am a little bit curvy and bold sexy African lady, I just don't know why I love to describe myself in that way, but I know I am beautiful because I don't need to hear it from other people.
I have been squatting with a friend, but I don't think my stay will last long....

Flashback...........
Coming down from the room, I was going to the kitchen to make something to eat.
Then I saw Jessica preparing some food there, Jessica is a friend that has been helping me out all this while and she has been upset and angry with me because she says she is tired of helping me with the expenses and I don't blame her because it's not easy for someone to help you out, but if she is helping me out can't she do it with happiness?
Hey jessi, good morning; she didn't reply me, hmmm, jessi, I am greeting you, I tried tapping her to get her attention and she snaps at me.
I can hear you!! What is good about the morning, when you can't contribute anything in this house, go get a job, no you can't, try and date men to help you get some money, you can't, is not like you are a virgin, after all you are already a single mom that couldn't even keep your legs closed. Laughs at her; hahahaha.
I was really really bitter and angry with what she just said now, Jessica you don't know my story and everything that involves around my life so don't act like you know everything because you don't and must you remind me of my past just because I told you? I know you have been helping me out with everything and I am very grateful to you for that, you think I don't go about submitting my job cv to different agencies? I do but no agencies has bothered to call me back for any job interviews. But for you to open your mouth and ask me to go sleep with men for money, I can't even if I sleep in the street.
Then Cynthia be ready and prepare to sleep in the street because I can't be paying your bills and feeding you, I will give you now till two weeks, to go look for something to fetch you money and if you don't bring any money now till that time I give to you, I don't want to see your miserable self in my house.
You can't do this to me Jessica, I thought we are friends? Friends my foot, does friendship pay the bills or put food on the table?

End of flashback...........