Narrative Writing. Im a 30 year old mother of one, young, free and single.

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I’m a 30 year old mother of one, young, free and single.

I’m on the way to a job interview in the centre of London. When I step onto the platform, fortunately my train arrives straight away. I quickly approach the train but the doors are shutting. However an elderly woman from inside the train holds the doors for me. We sit down together as I’m saying thank you for her consideration. I introduce myself, and so does she with the name of Joan Collins, as we started chatting, she would re-apply her blood red lipstick while checking her smoky eyed makeup. I could tell she was conscience of her appearance, as she returned her gaze back at me. After countless train stops in a muggy crowded carriage, Joan notices a little picture of my daughter on my keys but no wedding band on my finger. She assumes politely that it could be my niece or younger sister. I enlighten her that the picture of the youngster, named Rosa, smiling from ear to ear is my seven year old daughter, from my first intimate relationship. As I told Joan, her hazel colored eyes pieced through me with a curious glare. Subsequently, asking “how did this happen?” I checked how many stops until I reach London, and knew I had time to give Joan an answer. I start to explain how I met my daughter’s father. All starting with a school reunion.

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Today is my school reunion, and I officially have nothing to wear. As I’m literally falling into my wardrobe I finally find a pair of stunning diamond encrusted skinny jeans. I breathe in and try to tuck in my stomach while in zip up my flies. I slip my feet into a pair of elegant knee high boots, but when I lean down to lace my boots… Rip! And my back side is on full view! Now wishing I hadn’t eaten the whole choccy role from last night. After a few attempts versus me and the jeans, I finally admit ...

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