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I waited for some min with my cheeks curled upward showcasing my 32 teeth, I knew all of my guesses were wrong none was correct, she frowned her face with her hands folded on her chest. "Adrain you such a killjoy" She blew me on the shoulder. "Ouch.....that's hurt" I faintly screamed "Go away you didn't get any of it" "Okay sorry, please tell me what's giving you joy this night" I scratched my head hoping for her to tell me after failing three times "I......just.....got .....a.....message.....from.....the..... J-BROTHER'S COMPANY......"She laughed. I was so impatient to hear the full story from her

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She's shipping me off to another continent as damage control. I continue to eat a breakfast I have zero interest in, and once I hear her car leave, I pull out my phone , mentally preparing myself for the worst. The first five notifications are about me. On Wolfgram, our own version of I*******m, several blogs have already published my story.

I put the boys to bed early, made Marta and Noelle sit on the couch with me with a bottle of wine unopened between us, and we played a card game none of us were paying attention to until the show was safely over. Then I looked at my phone.Eleven hundred messages. It kept climbing while I watched. From women I had known and women I had never met. From men who had watched their own mothers die inside quiet marriages. From a nurse in Kansas whose sister had been in a chair for six years. From a fourteen year old girl in Ohio whose message was one line long and said, my mom cried when you said the thing about not apologizing for the space you need. I read them for an hour without moving.

Ruby messaged her. Imajewel messaged you Lia opened the chat option Imajewel : You are my friend Lia could see her talking like this. Imajewel : Thus is my number. You message me here. Lia didn't think it was weird. In fact, messaging on Wowee was not good. Because it has all kinds of options, you would spend less time on talking and more on playing. A very distracting app. So only adults have a messaging option. Lia saved the number and sent her a message.

It is followed by a beep soon after. I tap the notification. A series of messages from my best friend appears on the screen. Mo : *why didn't you pick up?* Mo : *sorry, forgot it's weekend. You're absolutely occupied right now* She adds a winky face at the end. Mo : *I just want to check in. Aaaand, brag* Another winky face. Mo : *Girl, omg I'm soooooo luckyyyyyy* Mo : *look at these! I'm in paradiiiiise*

We're both the same in some ways. I hearted her message, sending a smiley emoji as well. Leave a comment on what you think of the story so far.

The reply from her was quite disappointing, but I didn't give up and immediately typed a reply message, ["Then, how about you tell me something about yourself? I would be happy to read it." DING ["That's nothing special about me. I'm just an ordinary woman who works as a barmaid."] I smiled again when I read the message and replied, ["You're lying. I ever see your face was once in a business magazine three years ago."] I saw that she typed — the status under her profile name was written 'typing'. I waited for her for a long time and finally, she replied to me. DING ["That's just the past and I don't want to talk about it."]

In under an hour, she had a story of over a thousand words. Michelle posted her fairy tale on her social media as a New Year's gift to her followers. Almost immediately, comments began pouring in: "Beautiful! I'm hungry for more!" "I'm a fan of Mizzy, but this story is so fun!! Worth every moment! @XXXX @XXXXX" "We have the New Year's story, when's the New Year's selfie coming? Waiting for the lovely photo." "Who would have thought? The elegant lady from yesterday can write such lively, childlike prose without it feeling out of place."

I promised my Aunt that I would help them with the needs in the house as an exchange for the shelter they would give us. I was on my way home from a very tiring day looking for a job when I suddenly received a message from my social media account. It made me paused for a while. The person who messaged me was Miss Vienna. Looks like I forgot to turn off the online markings of my account, maybe she saw it.