𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄

PART ONE - ALL WHICH WAS CRAP!!

                     Chapter one

My father thinks i'm crap. Everything i do is crap to him. I plait hair crap, I play crap, and i am crap according to him. When i am going through a phase he blames it on something. He does not understand that i am learning from him.

Maybe i am crap.

Like father like daughter.

Favour - June Nkenna pleased to me you. 19 and i am crap. How does that sound to you? Good or bad?

Hi, let me introduce myself properly. My name is Chioma Favour - June Nkenna, I am 19 years old. My birthday is on the 10th of June. I live in Port-Harcourt, being transferred from Oklahoba.

My dad is an only child, and his parents are dead. Good riddance! I guess that unfair, since i never knew them, but good riddance anyway. My mum however, is the lastborn and only girl of my other grandparents, who are both alive. My uncle Michael Williams has 4 children, 2 girls and 2 boys. I am the same age as the first born. My grandma is Mrs. Victoria Williams. She is 62. My grandpa is Mr. Collins Williams. He is 70. My dad is Mr. Jacob Nkenna and my mum... well,my mum is dead. I have a step mum though, Mrs. Grace Nkenna. But i bet at the sound of her name my mum would turn in her grave, rest her soul!

Before my mum died, we lived in mustang,Oklahoba, in a 5 bedroom bungalow. We had 2 cars, a study, a pool, and free access to the Will Michael World Airport. When my mum died, my dad began to travel a lot to see' relatives of mum' . Peter and i thought this funny because there were no relatives of mum in Nigeria! He immediately shipped us to Port-Harcourt, where he had harboured his external affair, Grace, for 25 years! When he got married to her, I practically became an outsider. Not only me but my brother Peter; but Peter left to boarding school and i was left with the perfect couple! Not quite the best!

Peter left for boarding with Ruth and I was left with Hudson. Dad and Grace went for a 2 month honeymoon and Uncle Michael and Mikel came over. They stayed with us. Mikel is my age; he is cute but quite irritating. He never liked Hudson though, and likewise for Hudson...

After boarding school and the honeymoon Ruth and Peter were so lovey-dovey! They are in Harvard now, in the same house. No comment....

My mum was Madame (note the 'e') Susan Nkenna-Williams. She was 32 when she died. She was tall and willowy, fair with black hair and brown eyes. She was graceful and soft, and I loved her. She used to cook and bake, once she made the most terrific muffins for breakfast....

She died in a plane crash coming back from meeting her cousins in Bayelsa. My dad told her to go. She landed in Lagos on a Sunday, went to Bayelsa on a Tuesday, and on the way back to Lagos on a Friday the plane's engine fell off and they crashed on the runway. Imagine; I was this close to seeing my mum again. I remember, I never wanted her to leave...,. well, that's Nigeria for me and you!

When my dad found out, he shut himself in the room for days. Probably to celebrate! Then he came out looking all sober and abstemious, and I asked him where my Mum was. I remember it like it was just now...

"Daddy, where's my mum?" I asked.

It was a Sunday, and she was scheduled to come back or be on her way back.

"Bella darling, She is...., she is, darling your mother is dead!" He said, burying his face into a pillow.