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Chapter 2

Out of boredom from being indoors since yesterday because of security issues, I present to you a new chapter.

Still sore from football practice so I'm going to...

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Because I wasn't attending university, I was lost on track of whenever the guys had holidays. Why am I not in university? Well, it's a long story.

I had big dreams; to study accounting, make my parents proud, pass with flying colors and live well. Unfortunately, life has a way of fucking you up. It's like you're in a restaurant and there are waiters serving you food you don't like.  I remember it like it was still yesterday.

"Mama, where are you and papa? It's been 30 minutes already." I paced in front of the school hall, picking at the sequins on my dress while other students were in the hall waiting for the valedictory service to begin.

"We're coming. Your dad had to stop by the office first to grab a file." My mother's soothing voice answered and I sighed, "We'll be there in 20 minutes."

"Hurry up. I don't like the idea of being the only student here without her parents around."

"Don't worry. We'll just grab the file and hurry there."

I smiled and hung up, entered the hall and sat with my friends. Guess they'll find their way themselves since the ceremony started and no one was to move about while the principal gave a very boring speech.

An hour and thirty minutes later, the graduating class of were congratulated and we exited the hall to party and bid our goodbyes to those we might not see again.

Except for me. I was looking for my parents and I didn't find them. Fishing out my phone, I dialed my mother's phone but she wasn't picking. I waited. Seeing other girls with their family and friends was making me damn envious. I was furious.

When I got tired of waiting, I took a taxi home since I didn't have a ride.  The house was silent. Even my grandma wasn't home which was confusing. I couldn't even call her because I don't have her number. Laying on my bed, angry tears were flowing and thoughts were going through my mind. Why didn't they come? Why didn't they call?

If they're going to barge in yelling 'surprise' with gifts and congratulating me on being a graduate, I wouldn't find it funny. While waiting anxiously, I didn't know when I fell asleep.

The next morning, I awoke to my grandmother shaking me, whispering for me to listen to her. She looked sad and I sat up immediately to ask what was wrong.

"Deola, it's my son and his wife. They... They..." And she broke down. My heart stopped and I swallowed. Hard.

"They're what?" I didn't want to believe what came out of her mouth next. All I knew was my life was over. All I knew was that I was left alone.

"They're dead."

I had cried that day till I passed out. I refused to eat or leave the house. My grandma was also silent and the bright atmosphere which usually hung around disappeared. When it was time to bury them, I made a promise. I'll try to be happy, take care of grandma and myself. I needed to distract myself in school work.

Unfortunately before I could apply to a university, grandma became sick and drugs were needed. I pushed my education aside because there wasn't going to be money to pay. I took up a part-time job and started saving up but I had to pay for different bills.

See, food that one doesn't like.

Now 2 years have gone by and I'm surviving but there are days where I think about how things would have been different if they didn't stop by the office. If the building didn't collapse.