TOUGH LIFE. LOH #280

This is a day or a period of my life I would never forget in a hurry. Never! It so happened that in my year one I was meant to stay with one of my friend but along the line something happened that I could not stay with her again. That's story for another day, I walked up to a stranger and I asked her if she had a roommate she said yes and I beg her if I could be number three in your room she was like she can't take decisions without consulting her roommate first and I was okay with it. I told I would meet in that same place we met the next day after class and she was okay with it then she asked her roommates and I roommate was fine and I moved in. When I moved in or rather when I was coming from home my mom made sure I lacked nothing, she gave me a lot of foodstuffs that could last me a whole semester. She also made sure I had some pocket money in case I needed to buy some things (that was the last time they gave me foodstuffs like that though 😁🤗).

I moved in with them and they were a year ahead of me I was okay with them sharing my food stuff but it became too much that they would cook in the waste the food they would cook and called their boyfriends with their boyfriends friends to come to the house and eat I was still okay with it even though I was suffering and smiling and then a day before first semester exams the foodstuffs finished. Guess what these girls told me! They said I should pick up my phone and call my parents that my foodstuffs has finished that my parents should send me money they are hungry. I basically do everything in that house. I sweep I cook I clean and when I'm washing they do beg me to help them wash of course I wash for them but they changed immediately my foodstuffs finished. I saw hell and when I called my mum she said I should endure that the semester is almost over.

These girls would cook and lock the kitchen while going to class, meanwhile they wasted my foodstuffs. They insulted me as though I was someone they picked from the street. My mum begged me to endure that by second semester I'll get my own place it became unbearable I had to start coming home late from school just to avoid them and one day we fought. They were bigger than me in size but I did beat one of them mercilessly. By the time I came back from class they had locked everywhere forgetting I had my own key and I packed my things into somewhere I had once arranged. While I was packing I stumbled on their birth certificates and found out that I was three years older than the both of them but because they were bigger...... I respected them like my elder sisters, they know my age though. Chaiid 🤧🤣.
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