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It was a long journey from Calabar to Uyo because of the bad road. Daddy and mummy had decided to leave separately because of me. Not that they separated because they didn't love each other anymore or something but daddy was working as a PA to a high government person in Calabar and they pay was really high and he couldn't just relocate to Uyo with us in this bad Nigeria economy.

The separation was my fault because I was sick. Most Nigeria's mentality will always go to malaria whenever one said the person was sick but that's not how my sickness was. I was mentally sick and tired of every single thing in my life. I was grateful in a way that my parents had noticed but at the same time I was very sad because they were disappointed in me.

The time they realized I wasn't their happy daughter anymore was when my mum caught me in the bathroom cutting myself and when I was rushed to the hospital if was discovered that I had cut myself deep too many times and it I wasn't brought on time I would've possibly died out of infection. Also, I was discovered that I had swallowed some object which almost decayed in my stomach. So the doctor had to perform surgeries on me before I was left alone.

Buy what had life had to offer me anyway? I was the least loved in my family. Christine was the very talented one who presently went to different states to make people up for their different events and also worked as a hair stylist and make up artist for even more movie industries. My elder sister, Idara was the very pretty one all male figure eyes from time to time. Although we looked very much alike facially but not in physique. She had a sweet curve with a big behind and was way bustier than I was. Also she was the very smart one who took my ex boyfriend she best friend from me, not like I blame her, she was the best at everything and although I tried my very best to maintain close relationships with my friends, none of them thought I was good enough.

All the friends that I had used me for their different selfish purpose. I was a very kind person so must of them used my body or got money from me with the impression that I was rich, while others just got whatever information they needed and left me alone. I was always left alone whenever I needed help and whenever I needed someone to talk to.

I and Idara were both chatty before and the closest sisters in the world but life made us grow apart. I wasn't that chatty anymore, just living like some goth, pressing my phone almost all the time or watching my younger brother, Benjamin singing because he really was a good singer. Idara one the other hand was the very outgoing one.

"We're here" my mother sang as she halted the car in front of a black gate.
"I hope you're happy now In", Idara said without even looking at me, "this place better be fun"

Idara dey vex for her own twin sister wey dey mentally ill😂😂..who wants to join me and beat her?
Do you think it was a right decision to move? I mean did they think they'd find kind people in Uyo. See this people o😂😂
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