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It was a Saturday morning, the sky was so bright and a cold breeze was out there too. I had done all my chores and was relaxing for awhile before eating when my dad came in

"Tell your mom when she wakes up that I've gone to work" he said to me
I know it's surprising to see a family man going to work on weekends, we're not that rich neither were we poor but let me say we're average. My dad is a teacher who teaches in government school and also an artist, he's an artist but he doesn't really show off his works. He has two artworks at home, one is of three men drumming and the other one is more like a Nigeria tradition(The Eyo)

"Okay sir" I said while pressing my phone. "You will not drop that phone now and go and read, your mother too will not supervise you to see if you read or not, you both will have yourselves to blame at the end" he said again before going out
I was devastated with the words he said last
Few hours after he went out, my mom woke up and came out to me, "Good morning mommy" I greeted her, she nodded in response to my greeting "good morning, where's your dad?" She asked me, "he has gone to work ma'am" I answered

"Oh yes, that's true, I forgot he told me about it already. Have you done your chores?"
"Yes mommy"
"Okay then, I'll go have my bath now" she made her way for the bathroom
While she was in the bathroom, I went towards our TV shelf or stand...whichever fits the word, and decided to check my old pictures. My mom came out while I was doing so, and then I saw a picture of myself and a young girl who I was obviously older than in the picture with my dad in it also, I showed it to my mom cause I couldn't recognize her face
"Who's this mom?" I asked her with a curious look
"That's Esther, your younger sister who's dead" she answered
I was surprised cause I've never been told I had a younger sister so imagine I didn't see the picture, I wouldn't get to find out I had a younger sister.......Interesting

"I had a younger sister?" I asked her with a surprised look on my face, "yes" she said back to me
"Oh my god, what happened? How did she die?" I asked trying to hide the tears that were formed in the corner of my eyes
She sigh, "On that fateful day, I was going somewhere with you two and your dad, we entered a bus, unknowingly to us, it was a kidnapper's bus. They sprayed something which affected her, somehow we were able to escape so we took her to the hospital and she died there"
I almost cried in front of my mom after hearing how my sister died but rather I smiled and asked when she died, my mom told me it was January 11, "okay" I said as I kept the picture back in the shelf
I went back to pressing my phone and I didn't really say that much, when it was night, I was alone and the I remembered how my sister had died, I went inside the room, I laid down on my soft bed and rested my head on my cozy pillow, I faced the wall and started crying, I thought about how my life would have been if she was alive, how I wouldn't have felt so lonely, how she would have been there for me and vice versa, I cried my eyes out till I slept off

The next day was a Sunday morning, I woke up around 5:30am I guess cause I had to be in church lately by 7:30am so as not to miss the morning prayer we recently started in our church every Sunday morning. I went to the bathroom, took my bath and went to my room to dress when I was done bathing, I searched through my bags and picked a floral gown to wear and also my head tie which color was black, my dad called out for me to hurry, I quickly grabbed my shoes and went out with him to church

Don't be surprised I didn't eat breakfast, we do have this fast on Sundays, so I'm not to eat anything till 12pm after church service

When I got back from church, I read for few hours before my dad came back home from church

Just incase you're wondering why he was back home few hours after I got home from church, he's a minister in the church and he had to wait for some meeting with the pastor

I took my phone to get some break from reading, my dad wasn't having it at all cause he thought that was what I was doing before he had got back from church "you and this phone everytime and you said you want to be a doctor, every doctor I know are always reading not on the phone, physics, chemistry, maths, they're all there for you to read but you won't, if you fail your junior waec, you'll regret it, you know I keep saying it now, it seems like a joke, when it happens, you'll know I'm serious"

I didn't drop the phone despite all what he said but I was hurt by those words tho and it really broke my heart to think that my dad didn't believe me and he doesn't trust me but anyways what can I say

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