Novel & Cerita 219 Days From Today

Because we're both single and I enjoy chatting with you," he said. "No problem," he said. "So, are you going to do it?" Thanks, Swat ," I told him. "I'll be there at 6 o'clock." There is nothing to worry about. See you then. Justin and I went our own way. There are only 69 days left until the end of the year.

“Little One it is time too get up. We must plan everything for the upcoming days.” Raz said, pushing me out of my slumber. Looking at my phone it reads 5:30 am on the 13th of February. D-day is right around the corner, and we haven’t even gone over what I should do. I brush my hair and brush my teeth in this small camper bathroom. It’s not much, but hey it’s ours and it is pretty spacious for a camper inside. All the kids fit, plus 3 dogs, and Robby and I, so I can’t complain. I get coffee ready for Robby and the older kids. I grab a cold Coke zero, and it tastes so good.

I need to move out, as soon as tomorrow. ##########

I'm just sorry that it's being delayed. Check back by Wednesday January 3rd for more updates! Much Love, Anja <3

He smiled. Jimmy giggles. "Right from mum's belly." Laughter was heard. * * * Lola stared at the computer before her.Why was it so hard for her to concentrate today?.She flipped up the files on her table,recollecting she had a meeting to attend with her boss. The intercom buzzed. 📞Appointment by 7pm tonight. Don't be late.Flight ticket would be sent by 6 and you would be back before 12am to prepare for your festivity.

Weaknesses I’m hoping to exploit. Too bad he hasn’t come to check on me in a while, instead sending one of his brothers to deliver my meals and keep an eye on me. Coward. I’ve officially lost track of days. Have I been here for a week? A month? It’s really too hard to say, but one thing’s for certain—I’m getting fucking anxious. I know Dad said he needed time to rally the troops and figure out a way to extract me, but what’s taking so long? I want to get out of here. I want to sleep in a fucking bed. You never really appreciate the little things until they’re gone. “What’s today’s date?” I ask Damien. He peeks up over the edge of his phone. “August seventh,” he answers after a moment.

𝐴𝑢𝑔𝑢𝑠𝑡 31𝑠𝑡, 1977 𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤, 𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒.

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🎶 Mama you're okay now. You're safe now, okay. You're in a better place now. I'll see you another day now. 🎶 UOK- NASTY C Bonjour everyone!! Everyone, bonjour!! Why I'm so happy?, well today is the twelfth day into the month of September and guess what? It's also my birthday. Give me an A! Hahaha. So much for beginning to take responsibility. Did I make mention that today was also the day I was allowed to take my babies home.

Mind already drifting to tomorrow. Twenty-two days. And every one promised to ruin her a little more. She couldnt wait.