The disappointment to Mother What a disappointment I was to Mother. It all started with a pen. This pen was starting to be a popular trend in my class. Everywhere I looked in my classroom, the pen was there. Whenever m friends asked whether I had the pen, I would just turn away shamefaced, my face flushed to a beetroot. To make matters worse, Mother was adamant in not purchasing the pen. One day, I just could not take it anymore and decided to execute my diabolical plan to get my object of desire after school. Finally, school was over. Making a dash for the bookstore beside my school, I went through my plan mentally. Take close scrutiny of the security guard before taking the pen when he was not watching. S...
Stay tuned for further updates!