A 23 year old "woman" named Essence thrives herself to be the best she can be, to make herself proud, but they are alot of blocks on the way, will she be able to overcome?
Ding ding Uggh Monday .I hate Mondays so much. It's just reminds me of how much work I have to go through for a whole week, And I don't need such nonsense reminder for that. Maybe I could just sleep a little bit Ding ding Jeez WHY!!! This stupid alarm!! I hate my job but what choice do I have, man's gotta eat. It's 7:00 already!! In 30 minutes I was done taking my bath, did my makeup and dressed up as fast as I could because I'm already late for work uggh
I know I'm beautiful I don't need any fucking reminder as well.
Smiling, I stare at the mirror once more, I mean many times more. I'm 5.10ft tall with my beautiful skin and the right curves at the right places.
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Gosh it 7:30 already, uggh. Came out from my lovely home, yes I live alone, in a nice apartment, I love my privacy alot. I locked my door and walked fast, luckily I wore my blue shirt and not so fitted skirt but yunno it should be at least a little fitted, I love my body and shape alot, thanks momma. I took the stairs to the last floor. Walking majestically, carefully not to repeat what happened again last weekend, gosshh I was such a fool, why would I just tripped over my own bottle water that fell off my hands, and the most annoying part was that this angel was watching, I think he should be a fallen angel Gabriel from heaven ( if heaven actually exists) because I would really need his hands gaped all over me. He has this good bad "man" vibe but I hate him already, he saw me fell and just hissed, I was embarrassed as hell, I ran back upstairs and promise myself not to ever go jogging eveeerrr, well at least for now.
Oh yeah, I'm Essence Stewart, yes you're wondering why that name, I really don't like the name "essence" at first but then it's the name my grandpa gave to me before he passed away. I lived with him till when I was off to college, nonna died a long time ago, so I don't really know her much. RIP GRANDPA. I loved him soo much and still do. I'm 23, I work in a fashion designing iconic company, ZION EMPIRE. I'm the only child of my parents, "I wish"( eyeroll) I have TWO elder brothers that seem like I have 12 brothers, like I mean they.are.everywhere, and no sisters. My parents are divorced and are both annoying. And yeah I wouldn't classify myself as "rich", just middle class, I guess, I can afford my three square meal. I don't stay with my parent, I stay in the New York "working" my butts off. I mean the official work hour oughta be 10am- 4pm, likeee I have other businesses, i.e I could go sleep or even Netflix and chill, I love movies alot. Who doesn't .💁
NT: Not edited This has been on my draft and I decided to drop it, what do y'all think, should I write more chapters. Please like and comment, it's my first written book. Cutie pies🥰🥰
