She was the kid with oversized, raggy, hand-me-down things. Bullied because she couldn't fight back,made fun of because she couldn't afford the luxuries of life.
Lami was the kid nobody hates but everybody loves to pick on. Follow her on her journey...
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"Here's your book," Zainab Umar,the monitor said handing Lami her homework book.
"Kai! That's my book you thief! Sameera! Come and see. This girl has turned into a thief," Maryam Danladi said when she saw the book in the hands of Lami.
"Maryam! That's a new book and Lami doesn't even stay in class that much. So how would she steal your book?" Nasiba Khalil said frowning.
"Wallahi it's my book. Give me that!" Maryam said snatching the book.
"It's my book!" Lami said lunging at Maryam.
"Sameera! Come and see!" Maryam said evading Lami.
"Dallagive me the book!" Nasiba said snatching the book and going through it.
"This isn't yours. You wrote your name on all of your books,so she would've canceled the name. But look she didn't, leave her alone," Nasiba said again.
"What is it?" Sameera said finally reaching them.
"There's nothing wrong here. Maryam was just being an idiot," Nasiba said giving Lami back her book.
"Isn't that Anty Felicia's homework? So you bought another book? Nasiba collect the book,wallahiif you dare write civic education homework again ko? I will kill you," Sameera said rotating her index finger at Lami.
"Nasiba!" Sameera said when she realized Nasiba hadn't moved yet.
"I'm not your slave! Collect it yourself mtsw," Nasiba said walking away. "Maryam! Dallahcome here," she added when she noticed Maryam wasn't following her.
Maryam looked at Sameera before reluctantly walking over to Nasiba.
"Give me the book," Sameera said annoyed.
"No!" Lami said. She bought the book with her own money. Nobody would take it from her.
"I will-"
"Class settle down! Get ready for first period, I'm already late and there isn't much time since it's Friday," Mallam Isyaku,their English teacher said getting in.
Sameera spared Lami a last glance before heading to her seat.
"Today,we would write a composition in English," Mallam Isyaku said writing on the board.
After he finished explaining and giving enough examples, he pointed at several students to introduce themselves using five sentences. He allowed them to copy his examples but they should customize it.
Lami spent the whole class praying she doesn't get picked.
****** Her stomach was roiling with anxiety,she felt so nervous. It's like there's a goat jumping up and down her stomach. She kept wiping her sweaty palms against her uniform. She gathered her books making sure she didn't forget anything.
