You’re a queenka. What a word to start on a story. Not that y kind of course.  It’s not that you label yourself as one but people treat you like one.   Who said that a queenka must be beautiful? (Gosh u’ve got moles all over your face).   Who said that a queenka must be smart?( Hello, your class ranking maintained in the number 39. Well, out of 39. Better than zero).   Who said that a queenka must be rich?( Your house yourself is a bedroom

"I promise I'll pay!" I tried to insist the owner of the house, but he throws my belongings out and stamped the door hard. I crouched and took all my belongings angrily. Where am I going to now? I forced my legs to bring me anywhere while my brain is still thinking where should I go after this. That night was so cold. I went to a playground and placed my on the swing. Sigh. This was all appa's fault! He left me after marrying a rich lady cause he thought that I'm a burden. I hold