Phobe's POV (pronounced as fibi)
"Oh no,we are moving" i knew sooner or later we will be going back to nigeria my dad is a billionaire, you know always travelling but still made enough time for us by us i mean my mom, Sarah and my younger brother an eleven years old named paul. We live in the USA which happened to be where my brother and i was born whereby my parents are nigerian who settled in nigeria about a year ago.
I will be sixteen in a couple of month while my brother turned eleven last week. My parents had said we will be moving last week which is the day before my brother's birthday the birthday was just some kind of goodbye party
"Phoebe...come downstairs or we will be late"mom shouted. "as if i care" I murmured dragging my three heavy boxes with me
" Coming" I snouted back
Seriously I want us to miss the plane I know I am Judging Nigeria by the rumours its wrong I know but I can't help it......and finally l starts unpacking.we've arrived in Nigeria and I am unpacking my box.i just finished unpacking a box and Laid on the bed to rest and I fell asleep.
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