prevailing

chapter 1

November 2009

SHORT COMINGS

Its so bitter,just had a fight with mom she says am not just cut out to be a singer."jenny you are not cut out to be a musician or popstar or whatever you call it what if it doesn't work you'll end up like me being left out in the streets besides I have better plans for you child" no mom I replied as I went sobbing iny room,Recovering from it,I phoned Lacey not a friend but more like a sister to me
Hey girl I got great news for you tomorrow we'll be having extra classes for music do not panic sweetheart there'll be enough brandy...I don't think its gonna be possible dear my mom is a bing hindrance to my hobby you know,I think I'd better had a mom like yours  I mean its really a cinch to convice her,in anycase i'll better go to bed now i think my mind needs some rest.

Cold morning,a towel round my middle,I picked out a light gray T.shirt and a beige skirt which I'd added my wardrobe at mom's  insistence walking out of the door there's this nagging woman I was amazed to hear from her she told me to give utmost respect to mom but I should never forget that the two most important days of a life is when I was born and when I find out why I was really astonished by her words but then I thank her and when off to school.

STORY

My name is jenny and am sixteen and dreams to be a popstar but mom is so pessimistic about the whole thing and she became so hard and nagging and at sometimes being a trail blazer so for these reasons,I had to travel east and west for a peaceful place .There in the U.S,I found a stable place few days later I had a job to carry and sell the times as I walked through,the street was crowded with a lot of people everyone sneaking here and there,the day was finally coming to an end.

At home thinking about Lacey,Taylor and my mom,i cried at every thought of them bearing in mind  the promise I made to my dad before he had a ✈ plane scratch while traveling to Ukraine,,,not to pursue my dreams but to hunt my goals and be patient enough to win at the end not to win a war but to win a battle..

I lost all my family's and friend's contacts a day came while sneaking,I met hot,rich business tycoon who dropped off to get the times but he only stared at me look at me blushing!what's your name he asked,no rep I am Yuri from this country a financial manager of the A.A.A association  me thinking about what to brooke,thought of dad and said am jenny just a times seller.we further went to a restaurant where we had some chats

At home thinking too much I took some tranquilizer after being calm I took a pen and began writing a song

So this is life
And this is me
Love the way I am
Too had to be lonely
When will they be someone
Yes its my life
I will make it till the end
Am a hero more than a stereo
Look in the Mirror
Fit my self in a stylo
So this is my life......

With tears in my eyes i sang thought of what life will really be here and how long I will wait or will there be any progress? Finally, I decided to go back home coz  close to four months now I haven't seen my loved ones so i took a flight  back to south africa. At my arrival the steets of Pretoria looked real new.

HOME COMING

            At home, knock the door, mom looked so strange but extremely beautiful. Mom! I exclaimed she bounced on me, kiss me on my cheek, and gave me a warm embrace. We chatted  so well but you know mom, had not  been impressed with the designer label of my America outfits and nagged me to shop for more colourful clothes. My clothes were too drab she said and would discourage suitors,I said nothing I didn't tell mom I needed suitors like I needed gun to the head but however,Lacey started too,she made it clear to me that she won't tolerate any hassle.she told me she's newly engaged but that hasn't changed her sweet hobby and nature so we decided to start from where we stopped as best friends in college.lacy refused to give me space about my love life with Taylor nonexistent as it was,I didn't help matters that we both lived in the same city less than half an hour from each other

CAREER
       
     

Three years later, I sent a cheery morning text message to lacey before I left for work. Enjoying the short drive through the well planned street of Pretoria where I spend my early life. As compared to America, cities in South Africa, like Victoria and cape town are more cherishing than American cities but I also encountered tough and traumatizing moments in South Africa and even more personal painful ones.

At the Kenwood hotel I parked at the employee's bay and walked into the building looking so gorgeous everyone gazed kindly with amazement living behind instruction with the front office not to accept visitors for me. I took the elevator to my fifth floor office, I wanted to tackle Some records to finish up and order in preparation for the busier night club it had a Friday concert for the world's best popstar

To my readers.
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