*ping*
Another message.
Another pic.
Another agony to the already wailing heart.
"How come they get to enjoy so much and I'm here spending my vacation with you?" she asked changing another diaper of her daughter.
She loved being a mother. Her daughter was the most precious gift she could ask. But it were times like this when her heart longed to be that teenager again. To live those days once again when it was just she and her friends, the four musketeers raiding together.
*ping*
"Atleast ask them to stop sending me the pics," she cried out again.
Yes, she hated her friends.
