Having to work three jobs take a massive toll on you.
But coming home to a neighborhood where a church service takes place right behind your building might make one go crazy.
It usually starts with sound of a steel drum, then the piano and breathy voices of choir. This goes on for hours with their speakers blasting in all directions.
Fortunately, the government had made a law on churches located in housing areas, the use of speakers are not allowed but it seems this church won't be following the rule anytime soon.
I died in silence with the hope that someone one day will pick up the phone and report the situation. it's been a year now and nothing seems to be going my way.
I had move down here to become an actress,it's been a year of auditioning with no positive replies, I work three jobs to pay my bills and I can't get enough sleep in my own home.
"The only person who would do that is a devil."
"How can you report a church?" The wide man with strands of mustache said.
" I think it's the weird woman beside the church. She doesn't speak to anyone and wouldn't return your greetings " His slim looking friend suggested.
" Hmmm, You might be right. She does look like a witch" The wide man added.
I sat in a corner listening to their conversation while sipping on my Margarita.
What's important is that I get to sleep now. God wouldn't punish me for trying to get one thing right in my life.
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Prompt: steel drum
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