Happy the Stripper
ClaynelJ
I lived in this world full of lies and shit. And those people who know nothing but to judge me. They were busy talking about other people's shits and not minding their own life. Who are they? Did they give me money to feed me and my son?
I am not a criminal to treat them like this. They don’t even know me and my story, but the way they looked at me, it was like they have known me for years. Their eyes send daggers at me whenever they see me passing by across the street. Their scrutinizing looks made me feel like I’m just an insect that they wanted me to get rid of. What did I do to them to treat me like I killed someone?
Am I a bad person? I was just trying to give my son a good life. I know it may be dirty in their eyes, but at least I did not beg and ask for money from them.
I've been living in this unfortunate world since I got fooled by love. And to keep my son, I need to work in this kind of profession. Yes, I worked in a place that they thought was the dirtiest job… But I am still proud that I am Felicity "Happy" Mondragon, and will do my best to give my child everything he needs.
Find out why a loving and optimistic woman turned out to be a stripper. Will she find someone who could give her way out of that cruel world?
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