She was just tired of being rejected and tired of feeling hungry. No one wanted to employ a disturbed woman, no job lasted long enough.
She was tired of living and feeling like a slob and simply wanted to feel good and look good like everyone else.
The handout that she received was barely anything to get by, that the thought of living and walking the streets began to look appealing, but she needed the right clothes to attract customers.
Stepping into the changing stall, she layered up on several items of the boutiques clothing and headed for the exit.
The shrill beep of the alarm sent the security scurrying forward as they matched her into a room for further investigation.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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