My Rabid Angel
She screamed triumphantly, panting profusely.
She was fed up with being trampled by the so-called ‘high social class’. She did housekeeping jobs for the high and mighty to feed, pay rent, and school fees for her three younger siblings. They treated her like trash and never failed to remind her of her place down the food chain, or, in this case, way down in the dirty puddle.
She took rapid deep breaths as she awaited the repercussions of her actions.
Two guys stepped down, more like busted out from the damaged car, both looking murderous as their eyes shone like lasers in different directions. When they sighted her stance, they knew instantly that she was the one and began stomping towards he
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