Pobre Ana Novels & Stories

Dr Jerome asked and Ana frowned. Dr Jerome was right. Ana comes from a poor family. They live from hand to mouth. Getting the scholarship was the only way to further her education and become the dietician she had always dreamt of so she could start earning some good money to change her family's life. She was so happy when she got the scholarship. She announced it to her mother and sister and they rejoiced with her. She returned home that day holding a bottle of drink which they shared. That was all she could remember. Why will her family do this to her? They had lived their whole life in poverty and they only had to wait a couple of years more and she would be done with school and their life

—Look at the woman who was talking to me and I looked at Chima so she could explain to me, with every word that came out of that woman's mouth I froze — I'm not playing and sorry, I don't know who you are —Don't try to argue with her Clara, she doesn't recognize you, like none of us. -That? Ana doesn't recognize her best friend! I'll kill you right now, I'll... — I didn't say anything else as I looked at how she covered her small belly with fear — Can't it be true, Chima? —It is, Ana lost her memory and is pregnant, the question here is: What are you doing here? I pointed to Clara and Henry who were carrying their children.

Jessica suggested. " Yes mum, please!" Elena begged and Ana had no choice but to agree. She decided to get them some food but when it was her turn at the counter, she realized she didn't have any money on her. She remembered that she'd left the money at Alex's house when he kidnapped her. They didn't have where to sleep, they hadn't showered in days and they hadn't eaten either but they didn't have any money to do any of those things. " Come on" Ana said as she led them to the female restroom in the mall. " This is where we will be sleeping tonight" she said, guilt evident in her voice.

Looking down at his hands, Jackson whispered out to Ana who looked lost. Why was life so messed up? Ana wondered but didn't find any answer. Why did she have to be born as William Adams's daughter? Ana glanced up at the sky and felt the lump in her throat hurting. Was she really oblivious to everything? She thought that she knew people around her, but it turned out to be the biggest lie of her life.

To her, Ana’s actions proved to her she wasn’t worthy of being a princess at all. “Really, I wanted to come see you in your natural environment. Wallowing around in the filth and slime alongside the rats and the slime. So how does it feel to be caught by your own actions and given exactly what you deserve?” Tatiana hated hearing Ana’s words about her, and she couldn’t let it go. Ana was the prisoner here, not Tatiana.

Ana fumed at her friend as she sat up "I don't have the will to live Ana, I can't go back to college. Who would want to employ someone with a scandalous story as mine? To top it all, my aunt's husband kicked me out of the house" Bella sobbed and Ana wrapped her arms around her, sobbing along with her "But you can't kill yourself, how about you file a complaint?" "Does it matter? Who would believe me? Besides, I just want everything to end as soon as possible"

I said absentmindedly, trying to focus on the conversation. “Speaking of the future,” Ana said and sat up, gently removing her body from my grasp. “I can't wait to get back to my old life. I've missed it.” I snapped out my reverie and stared at her, my eyes narrowing. “Why? Aren't you happy here?” “It's not that I'm not happy,” she said. “But I miss my friends, my old neighbourhood. And our deal will be coming to an end in a few days time anyway.”

My boyfriend's childhood friend had set her sights on the one keepsake my mother left me. She wheedled and needled at me for weeks, but I never gave in. A few months later, my boyfriend came to me again, saying his business had failed and left him buried in loan-shark debt. He said that if he couldn't pay it back, the collectors would cut off his limbs. To help him settle it, I handed over every cent I'd saved, even my mother's bracelet. That same night, while I was working at the club, I overheard a conversation in one of the private booths. "Eric, if it weren't for Donna's idea to have the rest of us play loan sharks and put on this whole act with you, there's no way your girlfriend

“Of all the things I thought of you, I never thought you were a fool, and I hear you both have been acting like lovebirds all over town. A lot of my friends have seen you with him on the train, holding hands and acting like life is a movie.” “Does it hurt?” Camila taunts. “He gave her these flowers I’m holding, for your information. Flowers that are your one month’s wages, Asshole!” “I’m sorry for you, Ahana,” he continues, ignoring her. “You think he’s taking you seriously? A hardcore London man like him? And a doctor for that matter? You think you’re the only one he’s seeing? A rich guy like that?” “Oh, he’s rich now? He’s no longer a Mandem?” I retort.

Kat says directly to Ana. "Na day of she dey (She gave her self a day off), " Sophia jokes, making Kat chuckle. Within the three girl's Ana was the eldest, but you wouldn't be able to tell, because of her tiny stature, she looked nineteen, but in the real sense, she was twenty-one, while Kat and Sophia were both twenty. The three of them paid the rent, although they had few persons who came to squat with them. "I'm just broke." Ana hisses. "That stupid girl I dey take hold body don fuck up," Ana says.