Fresh from high school she signed up with a recruiting agency did an aptitude test, aced it and went on her first job interview. Everything was going smoothly as she spoke about her achievements and career objectives.
Then the questions were asked, "who is a team player and what does it take to be a good team player?" She had absolutely no idea who a team player was, it was as if during her entire life she never ever heard that
Her voice started to crack and cold sweat washed her face as she tried to describe team and player separately, yep nervousness was in full gear. After the interview ,as soon as she got home she went on
the internet to find out who a team player was.
She watched and waited for the call day and night hoping to find out whether or not she got the job. Well, the call never came. She went on several interviews after
that and they all told her "you are too young, go back to school."
Her parents were unable to send her to college so she decided to seek a job then work and pay for tuition. The recruiters only saw a young beautiful
and naive girl. So she started taking proffessional photos of herself and sent them to various modelling agencies.
Finally a few months after hundreds of job letters and reponse to ads from newspapaers, she was
granted a job as a trainee office clerk. She worked very hard obeying every command, running every errand, learning new skills and getting over being shy and afraid of people.
To celebrate how thankful she was,
she went to her tattoo artist and got an additional tattoo across her back which said "Jesus saves", in beautiful blue, red and gold next to the rose among thorns she had three years before. She loved tattoos and body art.
To her tatoos were just so beautiful to look at, they made her feel a special type of relief , freedom of expression and joy inside.
One Saturday night she met a guy at a party, she fell in love. She
fell so deep that she became gullible to every word he said. He knew that she was paid weekly and every week he came up with a story about car issues and that he needed money.
She never once gave her mother or
brother or family members any money, not to mention she went back on her promise to God to pay tithe and offering if she got the job. It was all about clubbing, partying, having fun, enjoying youth,love and happiness.
Before you know it, she was bankrupt. She became stressed, rent was due, light bill, water bill, cable, internet, car payments and credit cards. She couldn't eat, she couldn't sleep and eventually had high blood pressure and was rapidly loosing
weight with constant pain in her chest. A year later she was diagnosed with Cardiovascular disease.
She was told that she needed surgery. She had no money and she could not get any from her boyfriend who was too
busy pleasing other women.
One Friday evening she recieved a phone call about an offer to be a model for a special brand of alcoholic beverages. They were offering her 3.5 million dollars for special campaignes
and bill boards.
She was so thrilled by the offer she was jumping all over the place with excitement forgetting that she was ill. She called her boyfriend, her best friend, her mother and brother telling them about
On the morning of the contract signing she was told that she had to remove her tattoos. To her it felt like the end of the world to have those special tattoos removed. The thought of what her
tattoos meant to her and the fear of lazer burning her beautiful skin gave her an immediate anxiety attack. When her fiance and family heard that she did not sign the contract they were furious.
They tried to convince
her to have the tattoos removed, they were even willing to pay for the service. She told them that she would rather die than have those tattoos removed. They tormented her day and night. She couldn't take it anymore she decided to runaway.
I heard a knock on my door so early that Sunday morning I almost called the cops, because I had no family or friends. When I opened the door I saw her sitting on my step.
She looked like
she was on drugs or something like she had been through a storm and tornado in one mixed with a dash of volcano. I greeted her and offered her a cup of tea.
She stayed at my house for a few days until someone spotted
her and tipped off her fiance. He somehow convinced her to leave with him.
A few weeks later she called me saying she was have serious stomach cramps, but I was too busy at work I could only call an ambulance
for her then inform her family. A few weeks later she said when she woke up in the hospital and went to take a shower, she noticed her back was cleaaaan.
She said for a moment she thought someone switched her body.
She was crying hysterically. I was so curious I went to my boss and told her I had to leave right away. I had to see for myself.
Yes she was telling the truth, the tatoo was gone, left no scars or blemishes.
No evidence that it was even there in the first place. She told me that she made up her mind to sign the contract for the photo shoot and would be getting married in a few months.
I was just too happy that
she seemed overjoyed to even care about the type of man she was about to marry. I really did not want to rain on her parade so I just supported her decision and hoped for the best.
Her campaigns were successful,
her pictures were basically everywhere, magazines, TV commercials, internet, clubs you name it. She got her surgery done and it was also a success.
She was happy for a while until her husband ran off with all her
money. She was devastated. He opened a business and made good investments. He started to pressure her for a divorce so that he could remarry someone he fell in love with.
She refused to give him a divorce. One
day he was leaving his office, he stopped to gaze at a beautiful girl that was passing by, he went up to her trying to get her phone number. The girls' boyfriend saw them and stabbed him in his abdomen. He died on his way to the hospital.
So my friend being the wife of the deceased was granted full access to all his assets. She became a wealthy woman and opened a training center for young girls who left high school but could not afford college.
She also had a scholarship programme for young women who wanted to study business administration at a university. Being the type of man I am supportive, kind, extremely handsome and charming ,she proposed to me first.
Then I declined and immediately proposed to her because my father always told me that a man should propose first.