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Being Doted On

Ashna was an orphan growing up in the Home for Angel's orphanage. At an early age she learned to stand on her own two feet and decided to become independent. What awaits her? Is there any hope that she will see her family again? * How should I escape these monster? What should you do when you have a family who is like this? " Princess, you're not allowed to get a boyfriend " said my eldest brother Lucas " Come here baby , give Kuya a hug " Trevor " Little mouse we're going with you so what if you get hurt by just going outside!?" Syche " Don't come near my sister you st*pid face !" Reese " Touch her and your dead " Brix What a mess !

Chrolloo · Urban
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3 Chs

Chapter 1

Waking up from the rays of sunlight shining through my window I stretched my body as I smiled while closing my eyes. I feel great today I had a good sleep last night after reading good stories on my phone it helps me a lot and I must say that reading is my favourite hobby. Getting up from my bed I walk towards my closet to get clothes that I will wear today. Simple purple t-shirt and a shorts after that I walk inside my bathroom.

After a thirty minute shower I walk to my kitchen to prepare breakfast, hot chocolate and a bread since I'm onky used to eating light meals in the morning. I get my phone and browse it preparing to read a new story, I am a fan of historical novel mostly reincarnation or whatever you may call it. As I was eating and reading I look at the time 7:39 am. It's still too early after this breakfast I will have to clean the house a little then spend my day maybe doing nothing since It is Sunday.

I haven't introduce myself yet, I'm Ashna Taylor an orphan I don't know about my parents or family all I know is that the Ms. Leana who took care of me said that she found me in front of the orphanage door with only my name and ring on it. I'm eighteen years old I live on my own when I reached my legal age and I kind of an introvert person, I don't talk to people unless they speak to me first. Yikes ! Also, I am still studying, a Grade 12 student of Ferrer University school of elites and I happened to be a scholar of that school and I have a part time job being a waitress in a cafè. Good enough to support my self and my needs.

After eating my breakfast I start cleaning the house and putting the clothes in washing machine. I need to do this because tomorrow is Monday and that means school and work.

Hours passed by really quickly and its 5:30 pm already I decided to cook my dinner which is meatloaf. After eating I wash the dishes and now I'm sitting in my living room, I check my notes for school if I have homeworks and review a little since our professor might surprise us for giving quizzes. Ugh! Who wants the surprise quiz anyway? None right? Right. I also prepare my things for tomorow like uniforms and foods for breakfast and snacks that I will bring. Putting the last string notebook on my bag I put it beside my bed and lay down I open my phone and browse my facebook . I spent my time browsing and playing MOBA games when I feel sleepy I plug my charger and charge my phone for the entire night. Yeah guys! Who wants to wake up when your phone is not fully charge. Not me!

Staring at my ceiling I let my eyes close and within seconds I succumb to sleep.

*

I woke up at the sound of my alarm clock 5:00 am getting up from my bed I head straight to my bathroom to get start for the day.

Locking the door of my small apartment I started to walk to my school it just a fifteen minute walk from my house and I want to leave early since the morning air is fresh and cold. Getting my earphone I plug it into my phone and listen to my music while walking in the sidewalk. I look up to the sky heave a deep breath when the song P.I.M.P by 50 cent played on my earphone. I don't have favourite artists or songs as long as I find them good I will listen to it repeatedly like ten time hehe.

I continue walking and I can see my school from here already, once I'm near the entrance I get inside the campus and headed to my classroom. I put my earphone and phone back in my bag and waited for the bell rings indicating the start of the first lesson. Minutes passed the bell rang and our professor enter the classroom.

And that's how my day went on..