The Tale of Two Girls

Argh. Another day of exhaustion. I know I should be used to this by now, since I have been doing this since I was 14 years old , but I just can’t. My body is killing me, slowly and painfully. My stomach suddenly growled, and I muttered some profanities. I got up from my disgrace of a bed and walked to a cabinet in my one room house, a combine house of a living room, kitchen, and a bedroom altogether, and opened it to find… A stale bread, rotten cheese, and nothing. Absolutely nothing else. How am I going to survive?! I quickly started panicking, thinking all of the negative ways I might die. I could starve to death, Work to death. Steal and get hanged! Wait, they don’t hang people anymore. They shoot them!! Darn it! I haven’t lived my life or even got married/proposed to yet. Whatever, i just have to live with it. No use in torturing myself over what I haven’t done yet. I looked at outside at the sun. Crap! I’m late for my evening job at the farm, I reminded myself. I grabbed the stale bread from the cabinet and rode my old worn bicycle to my evening job shift. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aaahhh……. Fresh lemonade on a hot day in my pool. How relaxing. “Bailey I want more lemonade NOW! “ “I am sorry Miss,” she said while she poured me more lemonade. “Bailey tell Mom and Dad that I want not one but two Iphone Xs by Sunday!” I sauntered into my mansion with four floors. It contained 15 bedrooms in total, 6 master bedrooms, 3 offices for dad, 2 offices for mom, one nail salon with a spa, one indoor pool w/ one outdoor poor, two movie theaters, 18 bathrooms, two kitchens, and a trampoline indoor and outdoors! I also have a boyfriend named Hunter, he is strong, hot, cute, and muscular; Hunter is every girl’s dream. If you are wondering what I do for a living, I model expensive clothing, go on dates with Hunter, and chillax in my mansion. I love my life and would never exchange it for anything!