“HUH! Such an interesting life with a lot of spice.” She said to herself sarcastically. ‘How could she be my mom, when she had died more than 30 years ago? Ale was a scheming woman. Could it be that she took this woman who resembles my mother to get into me, then she must be wrong at doing this. I, Candy Mondejar, vowed to make you Ale; your life to be misirable. You gone this far? Let’s see how long can you stand my wrath.’ She thought ferociously. Taking in a large amount of air, and holding it for a couple of seconds, then slowly released to it calm herself. It takes her a lot of time to gather herself, as she was too distracted at the consecutive miserable events she was facing. A spices that comes one after the ather to add a kick in her already horrible life. WIping out her t

