It 6:00pm in the morning an as always waking up in my usual way, ah! My night was terrible, thanks to that hard locally furniture wood bed for making it worse. Stretching out my hands, yarning endlessly, I heard my mom calling out my name, jeez my back aches, "yes mum! I'm coming", I responded as I walked out of the room rubbing my eyes which was craving for more sleep. I really did overworked myself yesterday.

"You're somewhat looking pale today dear, it like you overly worked yourself yesterday". Mrs Martins said

"Yes mum, Good morning! I think I have some back aches and it given me some pains in my head, but you know I can't stop working mum, we really need to eat, I can't watch Georgia and Geraldine starve to coma, you know it not like me". I boasted with a lot of buttercream bread stock in my mouth.

"How I which Gregory can have the same view as you my love, all he does is gamble with the little he makes. He is just like his goddamn forsaken useless father.

"Mum!! Am here and you know that right? I mean, can't we just wait to see if my brother can change.

"But do you think that is possible. Hah! He can't even fine a reputable job because of his foolishness and lack of self content. Mrs Martins yelled

"Mum! please!, Don't talk bad about big bro G, he might a little self centered, but he still is the head of the family for now and moreover you are still his mother, so do the talking yourself, ok. I said wondering what might be going through in her mind.

"I kept wondering if you are still the young daughter I know or now a middle aged woman", Mrs Julia said, "just go and hurry up with the work you were unable to complete the previous day, ok!"

"Yes mum, I replied grinning broadly as I was done watching my dish and Left for the farm. Hi! My name is Gemma Martins, twenty- two years old, we are just so peasant farmers who work tirelessly to earn a living in the slums. Our dad left us with nothing, a wealth man who left a pregnant woman with two youngsters who can barely feed themselves, who does that this days? He is just an unlucky dad because if he dares come near us, he should get ready for his funeral.

Back to the farm, I saw my two best friends, Belle and Jesse. We've been friends right from diapers. It wasn't easy making them stay but friendship does conquer all things. "Hi! Jesse, what's up, O.M.G did you come to the farm all by yourself? Were is Georgia and Geraldine? Jesse asked as she kept Searching through out the farm with her eye.

"I just want to work alone on the farm today and you should know that no matter what happens! Big bro G will never assist", I said and she nodded to what I said. Where is Belle? I asked because I haven't seen her coming with her.

"Oh! Yeah! That's right, Belle just got a job in one of the most famous hotel in town as a waiteress. She was waiting for her closing time to come to a closure so she can tell you yesterday, but she got exhausted, Jesse replied.

"Wow!! That's great news. I need to give her a call and ask if they're still vacancy left, possibly any other spaces left. Places like that it could be the boss is too arrogant or probably a case entirely. I Said and she nodded in agreement

"And that's the main reason why you need not to work there Gem, that C.E.O. is a case entirely and I he is worse than a lunatic, Geez! I wonder how Belle is coping over there", she sigh. Let me give you a helping hand baby girl, I hate to see you over working yourself.

"Yeah! I do need some one to assist me but can't have my mom do it. Thanks Angel, you're the best".