A ROYAL SURPRISE

🎀Chapter 3🎀

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that"

-Martin Luther King Jr

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Today is the day I graduate college. A week after I left the hospital. A week and three days after I was drugged. But it's all good. I'm doing great. I'm completing college. Getting rid of the long ten pages of essays, sleepless nights, and whatnot. Today I graduate, today I move to the next step of education in life. Medical school. I want to become a neurosurgeon. I know it's super hard and super crazy, but I love crazy and I never like something that I get too easily.

So taking a step out of bed, pulling the duvet to the side, getting up and taking my clothes off as I run a bath, I step in. I shampoo my hair and then take a scrub. I drain the water out of the tub and clean myself with a towel, I wrap a spare towel around my hair, brush my teeth and leave the bathroom.

I walk into my closet, pull out a matching set of undergarments and put them on. I toss my towel to the side, deciding to pick it up later. I pull out the dress I decide to wear and lay it on my bed. I go to my vanity and start on my makeup. Nothing too much. A foundation here, mascara there, blush here, lipstick there and that's pretty much it. I curl my hair though, pulling it all to one side and clipping it. I love that particular hairstyle.

Deciding it's time to put on my attire, I pick it up. The white knitted dress reaches mid-thigh and clings unto my body like a second skin. I love it. I slip my feet into my white stilettos, spray some perfume, fill up my purse with my necessities and then I'm out the door.

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"Goodmorning Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Yale College Graduation 2020, welcome to this programme. Our students are our pride, and to this day we celebrate our pride, showing the world that we aren't just one of the best colleges in the world, but the best. So this morning we are gathered here, to say well-done badge of 2020. Well done. To tell these students that as they have completed, as they are about to face the world, the education and knowledge they have received here, should be their weapon to fight life. So I welcome, our guest of honor to give her speech. Please, with a round of applause, please welcome, the all-time best Nigerian writer and strongest feminist, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie" the principal says with a beaming smile.

We all clap our hands with great anticipation. Our badge chose her as the guest of honor this year, not only because she's an old student, but because her words are so simple and wise with a natural hint of beauty and understanding.

She's my all-time role model.

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The moment I receive my degree, is the moment I feel the accomplishment and the worth of my sleepless nights. But that is not the only thing I feel. I feel nausea and vomit pushing up my throat. And I swear I have never run so fast in my heels before today. I make it to the toilets, barely getting to the water closets, as I empty my insides.
I walk to the sink weakly and put my wrists under the cooling water to calm my nerves. It always works for me. When I feel I'm good enough not to puke out anymore, I rinse my mouth, head out, and along with the others, throw my cap out in the air.

Success!

"Lovy dear, you okay? Saw you ran off" she asks in concern that makes my heart melt

God, I love my mom to death!

"Fine ma. I think I ate something that isn't good for my stomach. I'm better now. Thanks for asking" I say with a smile