Prologue

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My name's September, I'm 18 years old and this is my story. Mom and Dad like to call me ember and they say my eyes gleam like coals. I'm a red haired with shades of white at the tip, I told you I am weird and I didn't
have a problem with it, at least not until today a night to my
nineteenth birthday. I was homeschooled, living in a creepy cottage in the 21st century, had no friends save mom and dad, Patrick my multi coloured parrot, my only companion I discussed teenage bullshit with..

At first it wierded me out on how a cottage was at the heart of busy Lagos and nobody ever stopped by and no one was curious but as I grew older I quit rebelling and settled with my fate. it's a night to my 19th birthday and it was like every other year everyone was going about their normal business, Daddy was preparing for work while Mom my homeschool teacher was fixing break fast.oops I forgot I got carried away, I'm proudly Nigerian from West of Africa

My mom is Yoruba my dad is a confirmed Benin man, Benin,the heart beat of the country. He's the most handsome I know, sort of the only man I know. I was born in Lagos and I'm familiar to only my parents, the walls of our lonely cottage and the kitchen utensils. I have never been outside before, my parents say it's not safe that I have a deadly disease that can cause complications a lame excuse which I didn't bother to question and obeyed all my life but it's a night to my 19th birthday and I want to experience something different so I guess I will have to question them.I had no reason to but it didn't make any sense that I was locked up in a cottage, a goddamn cottage and never ever seen the sun except from the glass window of my bedroom. lived in Lagos the central city of Nigeria where all the "magic happens" yet I was clueless and exiled from the world by own parent Mr Ken Ariyo Odion and Mrs Tiwa Odion,my two lovely parents, friends,best friends and only human contact.I've heard from so many sitcom shows I watched that your life basically starts at thirteen cause you're all grown and a teenager,your first walk into teenage hood whilst others argue that your life basically starts at 18 and in most of the shows I watched most people from outside our country attain independence at 18 and basically move out of their parent's house to basically get their shit together but that will never apply to me infact at age 18 my shit was basically infringed upon and my privacy was slowly overtaken. It was a huge disappointment cause I waited my whole life to be 18 to be free but it seemed like this blackbird just got dragged to a bigger cage.It was a night to my nineteenth birthday and for some unknown reason I felt like I might actually get an opportunity to go outside for a short period of time ,at least that has always been my wish.Every birthday since I was seven I would  try to bargain with mommy and daddy to let me go outside but they constantly refused after much pressure we came to a compromise,that is,I get to stay locked up 11 additional years and that on my nineteenth birthday my wish will be granted.Mom totally hated the negotiation and outrightly kicked against it but dad said"Common Tiwa she's our child,not a prisoner, besides we can't lock him up for ever,the harvest is almost over and we will be able to go back to the life we left behind but you will have to loosen up a bit ".I didn't fully understand back then,I still don't today but one thing was for sure they were hiding something and it all revolved around the harvest thingy.Questions kept racing through my mind, what life did my dad talk about?? Does it mean we have other relatives aside grandma living in the outskirts of this secluded area of Lagos?? I couldn't place the pieces of the puzzle together but I knew for sure that I was part of the puzzle.I had made up my mind,I'm going to unravel the mystery and I was going to it point blank. I won't continue to beat around the Bush anymore because that way,I never got answers.
Was I cursed?,was I pain and imprisonment to my parents? I badly wanted to know what Harvest meant!

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 02, 2020 ⏰

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