DIAMOND SCHOOL ACADEMY 1: The Diary Of A Special Girl

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TUESDAY 25 NOVEMBER , 4889.

Dear Dairy,

This is my first time actually writing in a dairy. The only reason I even bought this dairy is because my friends said " having a dairy is one of the best and mature thing to do " so since then I have been working very hard to get enough money for a dairy.

So I am your typical, Nigerian house girl. Jane Bassey. I am seventeen years old who was born in the village but at nine brought to the city of Lagos to work as house girl.

Presently, I live with my rich, wicked aunt. My aunt has four kids.

Sometimes I wander how I ended up as a girl, if I could actually change and reverse time, if I could hold power without doing evil.

" Jane!!" Now that is my aunty who I call the screamer. Her actual name is Kindness Chibuke, she is the exact opposite of her name, that's why I gave her the name that fits a part of her. Ha

" I am coming ma" I answered.  I rushed downstairs, like really fast. I came downstairs just to see Dindu crying. I am so dead.

Dindu is the last born which makes her a spoilt rat or brat whatever they call them. For the record my aunt does not joke with this one.

" Why she dey cry ?" My aunt asked getting aggressive.

" I know no. I dey do walk tey tey " I defended.

" Eh. Now I know. You dey mad, instead of you to be working hard, you are busy doing witch crafts in my house" she said, giving me a slap which we call back hand slap.

Let's skip this part; this actually happened three weeks ago.

Let's just say, I am good at writing English, but speaking English is the worst thing I'll ever do cause I either mix it with pidgin or Igbo.

So, I was walking to school alone today, normally, I walk with my friends or my boyfriend but I left earlier because my aunty was still asleep and my uncle is around and whenever my Uncle is around, I get to be treated like a normal house girl but when my auntie's sister is around, I get to be treated like their family.
That's why I always want her to be around. Thank God sef, she's coming to our house next tomorrow.

In Lagos, walking alone means , someone can kidnap you or steal from you. That is the Lagos I am walking in.  I live in Banana's Island but my school is in the rural side of Lagos, that makes it very far away from my house.

" Junction liver." The bus conductor yells. " You dey go Junction liver?" He asked and I eyed him up and down as if he has gone mad. First of all, I don't have enough money.

" You go pay my transport o" I said walking away.

" Abeg dey go. Children like you no get sense" he insulted and I turned to face him.

" Na you no get sense. Idiot, mumu. " I fired back.

" Your father" he stretched his hands out. "See me see wahala I go slap you o" he threatened.

" Eh. Come and slap. See my face, slap ni, slap ko. " I dared him.

He came closer and people gathered to hold him.

" I go kill this girl I" he yelled.

" You. Kill me, you no sabi kill simple cockroach. You wan kill human being" I laughed triumphantly. " God go punish you and your generation" I cursed him and it made him more violent.

" Conductor calm down" a fair young woman said.

" Wetin happen sef?" A woman that was close to the fair young woman who was trying to calm the conductor down.