"Jina, get to work!" hollered my boss.
"I am, Jimmy!" I
shouted back.
I'm Jina and I work in a
restaurant. Not exactly ideal but it helps to pay for my dying mother's health.
In our menu, there is the most expensive and best hamburger in town. No one
takes it because it costs 2,000 dollars. I had been dreaming for it since I was
an innocent toddler. One day, 2nd of November 2016, a queer but handsome man
stepped into the restaurant, asking for "BURGER". Everyone knew what
that meant. Then, he collapsed onto the chair, while I screamed...
2 comments:
This doesn't make any sense about the word "queer" and you have to write the words properly.
I really liked the use of vocab. If you continue writing like this your defiantly become a famous author. ( Only if you want )
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