The devil wears fake Prada

Part three My mom had allowed me to visit the internet cafe so I could talk to my friends. She had given me enough money for exactly one hour. “Use it wisely,” she said to me before sending me off. I didn’t like walking around without my mother, I guess that was mostly because I

The devil wears fake Prada

Part Two I took all of our sheets and sent them to the washing room before my mother noticed. As I  usually did. Except for this time, it wasn’t only for me. By the time I was back at the room, my friend was gone. I got dressed and ran out to her hut and

The devil wears fake Prada

 Part one Not a summer would go by without a trip to the luxurious Dubai. Somehow my mum had managed to make me go with her yet again. I mean I was living in a group home for kids at the time, yet the very person I had run away from had managed to convince