I LOST EVERYTHING
For Amanda, ever since then we have been enemies. Strong known enemies. We hardly see each others face. On my own part, If you tell me anything good about her, you are seriously getting on my nerves. I so much hated her that I swore to hate anyone with the name Chimamanda or Amanda, even if it manages to be the name of your grandmother, i hate you.
Throughout my days in school, i had been pressured to lift up my family from their present state. Nobody wanted to know or understand that I hated stress. Yes stress, i so detest it. Just leave me be. Allow me do what I want. My parents would always call now and then asking me how school was going but would never care to send me money to change my wardrobe or shoes. I really hated the way I lived therefore needed a change of life.
In my third year in school, i lost my scholarship. The man who sponsored my education died when he slipped off the tiles in his bathroom, hitting his head on the sink. So I heard. Now I was left, either to find another sponsor or quit school. For me quitting school was off the idea, it was either the sponsor found me or I find them through every means possible. I couldn’t stand the shame after all it was just two years more for me to graduate out of the university. I couldn’t just drop out without a trial for luck.
After various trials, begging rich men and lectures. Selling few things I could lay my hands on to makeup little savings and it wasn’t working. I took to clubs.
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