

She looked at the clock, cursing herself she rushed out of the house, there was no way she was going to make it on time today. Unlike most of the girls her age, who went around gossiping or reading fashion features or talking about the latest hot shot in town, she stayed in the kitchen, not because she was a maid and required to stay there but because she loved cooking. Growing up in an orphanage, wasn't a blessing, but she was grateful to be surrounded with all the people that loved her unlike the ones on the street who had no one to look after them and with their hopeless lives and no one to love then joined some mob gang or sat with nothing to loose and nobody to love. Her life wasn't comfortable, she wasn't blessed, she had slept on the rooftops for cool air in humid summer and snuggled with the girls in a single bedroom on cold, rainy nights. But if there was something that kept her going, was her desire to get somewhere in life, to be the head chef in one of the top hotels. All this would happen, only if she reached on time.
Mucho Love,
😃Sammy 😃