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Summer Picnic – Episode 15

Theme: Baby finds daddy a soulmate

Written by Pinky Preshy Chioma

Sandy’s Pov:

We were all worried sick.

We kept starring at the gate anxiously.

We walked restlessly up and down.

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“Sandy I thought you said she’s going to come over” Nicky asked anxiously.

“Yes! But why isn’t she here yet?” Nicholas added.

“Tch… Am really worried! I just hope she can make it” I cried.

Actually we really want her to come.

I have something important to let her know in the presence of everybody.

“Want a glass of juice?” A waitress asked.

“Yes please!” I said as I took a glass of juice from the tray she was carrying.

“What could be keeping her?” Nicholas asked.

I patted the baby’s hair as we kept on looking out of the gate.

Just then, dad walked towards us.

My heart skipped.

I know he’s going to ask us about Bella.

I gulped nervously.

“Uhmm… Kids have you seen Bella?” Dad asked as we glanced at each other.

We can’t let the cat out of the bag yet.

I want her to pay for making daddy punish and yell at us..

That cruel lady have to bear the consequences.

“Why is no-one saying anything?” Dad asked as I flinched.

“We don’t know daddy!” We chorused in unison

“Huh? Then where could she have gone to?” Dad asked as we shrugged.

“Alright kids… Enjoy the party” Dad said as he walked away…

We looked at each other again and smiled.

No party for the witch

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Marga’s Pov:

I brought out my beautiful long dress and heels.

Wow…. This is so nice!

I applied some powder on my face.

I glanced at the wall clock and gasped.

“My goodness! It’s already late” I said as I quickly applied some pomade on my body.

Suddenly, my door swing open.

It was my step mother.

She had a load of clothes on her hand.

When I mean load,,,,,, it’s a heap of it.

“Uhhm.. Mother how may I help you?” I asked

“You silly girl! Where the heck do you think you are going? Here!” She said as she throw the clothes on my face.

Tears welled down my chubby cheeks.

“Mother what is this?” I asked.

She landed a resounding slap on my cheeks.

And my mouth started bleeding.

“Lazy fool! You are not stepping an inch out of this house until you wash all those clothes… Fill the tank with water and prepare cocobeans for dinner slob!” She screamed at me.

I became so heartbroken and confused.

“Cocobeans? But mother I was invited to…” I said

“Shut your trap! You are such a lazy girl Marga all you do is follow boys all around” She said as my jaw dropped.

“But mother I told you I was going to the party right in front of father and you agreed and told me to go” I said

“And don’t have the right to change my mind?” She said aggressively.

“Mother please I really need to attend this party! I promise them I will…. There’s some beef stew for dinner” I said.

She quickly grabbed me by my hair and I screamed in pain.

“Ouch…. You are hurting me mother!” I cried.

“You daughter of a slut! I say what happens in this house and am telling you that it’s cocobeans I want for dinner… You dare not oppose that” Mother yelled at me as she forcefully pushed me.

I fell on the rough ground with my leg and my ankle twisted..

I yelled in so much pain.

“Mother please cocobeans hardly gets done… It takes a lot of time to get done” I wailed bitterly as she still kicked me on my twisted ankle..

I shouted in pains but she didn’t care.

She stormed out of my room while I groaned in pain still on the ground on the heap of clothes.

Why is my life so miserable?

Why do I have to suffer all the time?

I crawled closer to my phone which I kept on a stool beside my bed.

I need to at least inform the kids that I can’t come.

I was about to take the phone when someone snatched it.

It was Goldy

She was wearing a really beautiful long gown.

Is she going somewhere?

Goldy’s Pov:

I laughed hysterically as I seized the God damn cell phone.

She was sitting on the bare ground.

I wish she could be paralyzed forever.

She looked at me with pleading eyes.

“Please let me have my phone Goldy” She cried

“Well you come and get it” I mocked

“Goldy what have I ever done to you? Why do you hate me so much?” She wailed.

“You wanna know why? I hate you because you are more beautiful than I am! I hate you because you get the most precious things that I ever wanted….. I hate you because you are stealing Mr Alex from me…. I hate you because you are the good girl in everyone’s eyes… I hate you so much because you are Marga” I said in tears.

“But I never stole anything from you! You are also beautiful Goldy” She said in tears.

I laughed hysterically as tears rolled down my cheeks as I laughed.

“That’s what you think Marga but that’s not what others think….. You will remain here forever” I said happily.

“That’s not true! I just twisted my ankle and I know am going to be fine soon” She groaned in pain as I stepped on her legs with my heel.

“No way Marga! Since Mr Alex doesn’t love me for Goldy that I am, now I will become Marga that he likes” I said

“How do you mean?” She asked as I chuckled.

I brought out a mask and showed her as she flinched.

“That’s my face… That’s my face” She cried trying to stand but she couldn’t.

I watched her struggle in pains.

I love seeing her suffer.

Are you surprised guys?

Well I told you I have my plans

I made a mask that has exactly Marga’s face.

Isn’t that brilliant?

I will be attending that party as Marga…

Yes as Marga Dantes….this story is written by Pinky Preshy Chioma.

Marga wailed uncontrollably as I stepped on her fingers.

“Am sorry Marga but if only pretending to be you can make Alex love me then I have no choice” I mocked her as I walked out of the room and locked the door with a padlock.

Marga managed to crawl to the door knocking and crying.

She kept pleading to be allowed out but Mother and I smiled mischievously.

I quickly brought out my mask… I mean Marga’s face.

I wore it on my face and it matched exactly to my neck.

Let the party begin! ….

To be continued…..

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