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Vouriastories tells stories of real anonymous people with deep life lessons.

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This is going to be a wild ride, where we briefly delve into people's life,most dead, others alive. We will make a quick and precise journey to their lives, learn lessons and head out.

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MAIDS

Normally you hire a maid they get the chores done and you pay them their wage,but when you begin to exploite them there is a thin difference between them being a maid and a slave. The other day I had to explain to a friend how having a maid works here and halfway into explaining I realised I was describing a slave. This made me remember a story that happened a long time ago,it happened to a little girl that lost her dad. We will call the girl Sarah. Sarah's father died when she turned eight,leaving her mom with over nine children to take care of. Sarah's mother struggled for months to raise her children alone,but it was a battle,a battle that in a few months it was clear she was loosing,she had to literally cry out for help. Her extended family, in-laws included came together and said they would help. They didn't help Sarah's mom with a job,or financial assistance instead they looked at all her children and each chose the child that they would take home with them...

HABITS

There are some tasks or things we do mindlessly everyday. We do these things so often that they have become a part of our subconscious, things like opening your car door, lacing up your shoes, sitting on your favourite couch. They are easy,they take no mental effort at all,infact you can literally do them in your sleep but sadly sometimes mighty disasters can result from these things. Something similar happened in this story we are telling today. We will tell it exactly how a ten year old witnessed it. In this ten year old's description. My name is ronke, the daughter of a high ranked security official. We live in a highly populated barrack somewhere in the west. I have several siblings but they are so much older than I am and distant. My parents spend all their time at work,most times when the school bus drop me off at home I have no one to talk with,none of my older siblings spend time with me,I was really on my own until a kind neighbor moved in. A couple. The man ...

69

Yes 69. I actually mean people's perception and views on life's topic. Depending on which position you view the number 6 from it could appear as 9 or 6. Someone viewing your 6 from the tail as 9 does not make them wrong. On the last post AFFAIRS I said the whole side chick saga reminded me of two stories. This is the second. A totally different story that happened at a different time and different place. We would tell this particular story from the man's point of view. Let's call him thomas. Thomas loved a young girl from his teenage age. Infact his love for her was so great that he did what the next teenager won't do,he told his parents about it. They shunned him and he fell sick,he became so ill that they quickly gave in. He told this young girl how he felt and she entertained him non-committally till he went to her parents home to declare his intentions soon after their final high school exams. Her parents gave their consent but refused any marriage...