I remember Cathy, a sweet beautiful girl that once lived with a neighbor of ours in Quarter 4. She was maltreated and she was more like a slave. I always pitied her and wondered why she couldn't run away to her family.

But living with Aunty Jane made me understand that in situations like that,one would be helpless just as I was.

At first I endured everything because I was brainwashed into believing that if I was returned back to Lokoja,dad will be so mad at me that he wouldn't even send me to school.

I loved school so I enjoyed it all at first so i could get an education since i belived I could only get a good education with them.

But when I finished from secondary school,I got tired and had a change of mind. I didn't care if i would suffer at dad's place,I just wanted to leave Ibadan. Everyday became like hell as nothing i did pleased aunty Jane and her son anymore,I wasn't allowed to see my friends or my friends visit. I made all my papers except for maths and nobody was saying anything about me rewriting the exam,I got bored of staying at home and working and it was then I decided I would have to leave the house.

I guess I had been planning it for a while before the day I finally rebelled .

We were in the kitchen that evening and I had been working all day and was tired. Aunty Jane on the other hand was just back from a trip and she was all angry and hateful towards me. I thought it was stress until she reached out and snatched my phone saying I was acting arrogant and sturborn Because I now had a phone and i could Call my mom to tell her whatever she does to me which were to her "loving corrections ".

Whatever demon took a hold on me that day,I don't know because i held on tight to the phone and we both struggled with it till she yanked at my braids and pulled some of them out. I reached out and took her phone but she was quick to get it back. She seized my phone for some days and during that period I vented and released all my pent up anger as I made her understand that I wanted to go back to my dad as I was tired of living with her and the wicked things she does to me.

I packed my things and she called her daughter Aunty Ayo to talk to me but i refused speaking to her.

The next few days were awkward between us and the following month found me back in Lokoja but that was after I had apologized to aunty Jane.

     I was glad to be back at Lokoja and even though i found it boring at first,I stuck my nose in my books anytime i was alone. I studied and did past questions in preparation for my UTME exams.

After a few months with dad I finally went back to live with mom at Abuja.