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Her wild imagination

BLURB: Being in a world of her own, Anna is left with no other choice but to rely on her imagination to live up to her expectations as things just don't seem to favor her, tagging herself as bad luck because nothing seems to work out perfectly for her, she goes on a path of self-discovery as she is faced with the challenges of giving up everything she has ever dreamed of when things don't seem to go right with her. Growing up in a family filled with love and happiness she found herself different from her family, she became depressed when her college application was rejected and she was left with no friends and was often misunderstood, things took an everlasting turn for her when she met Fred, their wealthy neighbor's son who came back from college during the holiday, he helped her get closer to God and became her best friend, everything about her began to change in her life as she began to discover herself and realize what she really wants out of life. "What will become of 21-year-old Anna when life changes for her? What path will she take on her self-discovery? What will happen when Fred begins to leave big and bigger than her standards? And will things that have caused her pain be her self-destruction or an urge to become a better person despite her challenges? What has she discovered about herself?
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Chapter 4

Chapter 4

My mom was waiting outside the house, you know that part where you kinda already know what you are gonna look like when you are much older? Well, that's my mom.

People say I do look so much like her, although she's a bit chubby while I'm skinny, but when you look at me, you could possibly tell she's my mother.

Although sometimes I don't really see it, whenever I take pictures with her, I end up seeing the older version of me to be honest.....

"There she is, how was your trip?" She asked as she carefully examined me to make sure I was looking fit since I hardly eat food. "It was amazing as always," I said. I took my bag and we both went inside while my dad went to park in the garage.

Immediately I walked inside, my siblings (Two older girls and two younger boys) came out from their rooms, I figured they didn't hear the sound of the car so they had no idea I had returned

Our eldest daughter Jennifer is 17 at the moment, she is almost about to graduate from high school, you can tell from her attitude because she knows she is about to become a full grown adult, while the second daughter Monica, she is 16 years old, she is so beautiful that she was the first to have a boyfriend even before our eldest daughter, but what can I say boy likes good things don't they?

Don't even get me started on our first son, although he's just 13 years old he's so annoying, you know that one sibling that you just feel like murdering not killing you know like, they just pissed you off because of how annoying and silly they can be, that was my brother Jordan, and I know I'm not the only one who feels like killing him, my two sisters do too, although he gets along with Monica than all of us he's still annoying and doesn't know when to stop, the one thing I appreciate is how helpful he can be at times other than that please spare me the love your blood nor matter what.

Lastly is Kelvin, he's 9 years old, the baby of the house, when you talk about an angel, that's Kelvin so sweet and fun, he's my favorite and sometimes I feel like I'm his favorite as well, he gets so much love from everyone that it seems hard to him to have a favorite, even though Jennifer wouldn't let anyone into her room but not Kelvin he's always welcomed, although he can be stubborn when he wants to be but I bet you he's so sweet that you just can't see him do anything wrong.

When you talk about bonds, remember when I told you that I wasn't really anyone's favorite, while you already guessed, Jennifer and Monica kinda get along or let's say Jennifer loves Monica a lot more than all of us, while Jennifer and I we kinda don't connect so well but she's my sister, not like we hate each other but she wouldn't let me borrow any of her things but Monica can, even when I asked for permission she wouldn't give me but Monica can have it without asking.

Monica and I connect well but that's because she finds me way cooler than Jennifer, she would tell me things and ask me not to tell anyone, and she shared secrets with me more than anyone else, so she's always around me you know wanting to know what's going on with me while she shares her secrets and updates with me and personality I appreciate it, only because I feel good than she trusts me more than she trusts Jennifer even though she loves her more than all of us.

You already guessed Jordan and I don't go a day without wanting to kill each other; he's so annoying that he plays stupid and risky pranks on you. One time he touched a leaf that scratched the shit out of him, he brought it home and asked me to rub it on my body after lying to me that it brings out water, out of curiosity I did and it was brutal I was scratching myself to dead while he stood there laughing so you know why I don't really trust him, he's so mischievous, although sometimes we gist and talk you know he's your blood and all.. but boy is annoying.

"Flat ass, you are back," Jennifer teased. "Welcome home," she said and walked inside; I simply smiled and wasn't expecting anything more anyway. Monica hugged me. I could tell she had lots of secrets to share with me "Grannie's baby, how are you?" She asked; I told her I was doing great.

"Ooh, I thought you were going to live with Grandma forever?" Jordan asked, no hello or welcome but I wasn't even bothered. I mean, his being too nice was going to be weird anyway, so it's better that way. Plus, I'm already used to it.

Monica helped me carry my bag as she began asking me loads of questions about Florida and if I met any cool boys there; before I could say anything or answer her questions, she began telling me about this new guy she added on Facebook and how cool and handsome he was

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