Chapter 20: Memories
Queenie's POV All I can remember from my childhood days is that my father has always been away, resulting for my mom to work and take care of me on her own. I can still remember the way my mom prepare three slices of bread for us and since we can't afford to buy a jam to spread inside the bread she'll tell us to close our eyes and imagine that there's a bar of cholate inside of our bread. I tried to imagine it but my stomach was not buying it. My childhood days weren't that bad, I remember the feeling of excitement when dad comes home with two burgers on his hands, for me and for my mom to eat. Going to school without food was terrible, I only have a bottle of water in my oversized backpack. Some kid gives me some of their lunch sometimes but I like my kindergarten teacher's choco bar mo
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