My story: Be a traitor, be the most beautiful
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Np: this is a real story
One day, I surfed to the internet that evening searching for my name on the list of successful people, with a trembling heart and two eyes that saw my name there, that was a happy moment when my thoughts paused for a moment and I spread the taste of victory as if I was in a battle, the number of those who passed the exams was tremendous, and as usual it was like a process of vaccination Egg ,
I went down the stairs. I used to buy a house with my co-worker. We used to work as a green seller in an excellent market. I leaned on my car, the Renault, and called my brother to give the news to him.
Finally, I will work in the public service, it is true that the wage is cheap, but he is more merciful than the fee that he received In that market, while I carry heavy vegetable boxes to display on the well-to-do classes, I bear to myself to smile in their faces with a yellow laugh to return the next day. That job was as a salvation from the hell of that work that robs us the entire time, from seven in the morning until three in the afternoon, you return Tired and sleep until eight in the evening, you wake up for dinner and Luna M again, because you have to get up early,
I had spent four years in university, and I had only succeeded the first year, (I will get the leave after 8 years, I mean more than I spent in the elementary) Thanks to them now, this is not the topic even though they constitute a third of the story) and after them did not cause me misfortune like most students, the fourth year paid me to work in an Internet cafe for 700 d wages a month because the scholarship in the fourth year of the university deducts half of it, and then after a long trouble and after The process of distributing my CV in every career, and after several job interviews, I managed to get a job For the excellent market, and eight months after it passed other exams to work the interests of the state.
My dreams were sixteen years older than eighteen years, and my expectations for life diminished after the second year of college, I could not imagine myself selling vegetables, what ?? I was the first in the department, and if I was fortunate in luck, I wouldn't be in third place, and my worst year was that I got 15 points! I am now selling vegetables... To be continue
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