Am finally here.. thank God..
I dragged my suitcase outside the airport to take a cab.
Am going to miss my family my mother's hearty laugher rang melodiously in my ears that woman really made me into the woman I am now. " Njata please don't go..." My mother cried out " we can find a way here home... Just... Don't leave us.. we need you" she proclaimed looking me with sadness filled eyes.
I knew I could not stay here.. Shit.. they all knew I had to leave. I couldn't stay there. My past will keep on haunting me no matter what my family keeps trying to do. My six siblings told me to be strong and am trying to be. Maybe by leaving there I could bring something good to them most especially.. myself...tears rolled down my cheeks as my brain reminisced my tragic memories.. I am strong I need to be strong
A cab halted before me the driver honked bring me back to the present. I lifted my suitcase into the passenger seat.. taking in a deep breath I instructed the driver to take me to the hotel
I just hope I was right to come to the states
