I stepped off the car and went inside the supermarket , searching for the grocery list in my bag .
Sighing after I had found it , I quickened my pace and went for a shopping cart .
Chicken ,
Chicken ,
More chicken ,
Another batch of chicken ,
Apple juice ,
Orange juice ,
Grape juice ,
Loaves of bread ,
Butter ,
Tea bags ,
A load of ice cream ,
Spaghetti ,
Grates of eggs ,
Vegetables ,
Fruit ,
Milk ,
Bottles of water ,
" My feet , " - I groaned after long minutes of walking around this supermarket .
" Pakeeza Cruz ! " - I heard someone call my name making me turn around .
Three Hijabi teenagers giggled as they surrounded me overwhelming me with their british accent except the brown skinned girl , she seems to not be from here also .
" It's you ! " - they continued giggling .
" Can we have a picture ?" - they already had their phones up taking pictures .
" Can we please have autographs too ? " - they asked bringing out random sheets .
I signed it with love and hugged them as requested .
Is this how famous people feel ?
I smiled and continued my shopping .
" Thank you , " - I gave a smile to the cashier and left with a lot of shopping bags to last us for a month .
After placing them all in the backseat of the car , I took my seat and drove ahead but stopping once I saw an amazing hijab .
I parked and ran out of the car to buy it .
It looked so beautiful with two flower patterns on the side but then decided to buy a lavender dress for Stephanie as well .
I paid for it with another smile . I placed the shopping bag in another seat and drove three blocks ahead to a canteen .
While locking the car , I heard Mrs . Willow call my name . I quickly turned and hugged the fifty something year old woman with a few grey hairs tied in a wonderful bun . The shining of the sun giving her glossy face a glow .
She dragged me inside already sitting me down .
" I've missed you so much , " - she hugged me with kisses all over my face .
I laughed kissing one of her cheek ,
" Hi Gwen , " - I greeted the red haired grand - daughter of Mrs . Willow .
" Hi , " - She greeted back .
This here is a Charity Canteen I built three months after my arrival to England from my first paycheck as a small time model . This Canteen is where I am able to feed homeless people .
" Is she still angry about her red hair , " - I asked taking out my fork to eat the pancakes Mrs . Willow has served .
" Yes , she's still asking why her and her mother are the only ones with red hair . " - she laughed .
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The Dangers Of Loving You .
Spiritual[Previously known as my very own obsessive lover . ] Tests are inevitable in a believer's life and eventually you will go through them . It's just how you overcome it . So imagine this ... There's this girl named Pakeeza who moves to England to sta...
