MY DEAR LIFE

Chapter 1

         In a country called Nigeria, there were two newly weds named Mr and Mrs Ajagbe. The loved each other so dearly. The got married 31st January 2004. Nine months later, September 23rd, they had a beautiful daughter named "Jomiloju". She was their first born child. Two years later September 14th 2006, they gave birth to another beautiful daughter named "Teniola". She was their second born child. Five years later, January 26th 2011, they gave birth to the most beautiful princess named "Kokiki". I am kokiki and this is my story.
          At age 1, I started going to crèche at a school named "Madonna" which is a 2 minutes walk from our house. At creche, they termed me as a cry baby because I cried a lot. Sometimes, I cry till I loose my voice. But I am sure crying is normal for a baby right 😂. When I was little, I referred to Jomiloju as my "Small mummy" because she basically did everything a mum could do when I was about 6 months. She changed my diapers, fed me and took care of me. Funny enough, I have no brother. We are all girls in the family. My dad is the only man.
        While is Madonna, I had less friends or let me say, I had no friend. I had no favorite teacher too. I did not like Madonna because anytime it was time for our snacks, we were asked to seat on the floor and eat it. It was so gross. My parents did not like it and were not comfortable with it. They decided to change my school. That was when I went to kingdom heritage.
          I started my nursery class in Kingdom heritage. (Nusery 2). It was so so interesting. I was 5 in Nusery 2. While is Nusery 2, I was friendless, nobody wanted to talk to me, nobody wanted to play with me. Everyone thought I was boring and useless until I found a real friend named "oshaniwa doyin".
           Doyin was a nice and peaceful friend. But, we had one common problem 😔: "we were both short". Many people laughed and mocked us for being short. Doyin and I did not mind what people were saying about us. We were really strong and so was our friendship. We had many beautiful moments together. Then people started to know how wonderful I was. I had more fiends and people started to like me more. In the process, I had fake friends. Her name was "Akinronbi Anjola". She started being nice to me and tried to separate doyin and I but, I did not mind her.
         The graduation day came, but it was not as I expected it because I had a presentation to do but, it was cancelled. I was really sad. I thought i would not be in the same class with doyin when I got to primary one.
        We resume again after some weeks and I was so happy to have doyin in my class. It was the happiest day of my life. My class teacher's name was Mrs Ishola. She was kind and caring. Few days later, dotin's birthday came so, I wrapped her a present and rook it to school the next day. She loved it and promised to repay me with a mathematical set. I was really happy. The next day, she gave me the mathematical set she promised. I wanted to take it home to show my parents first as I always do, but I could not find it again. It broke my heart so much. I searched everywhere and also all the bags in my class until I opened my friend's bag, then I saw it there, broken and scattered I did not want to tell doyin because she would think I was an irresponsible friend and I could not take care of things. I did not want to tell my parents also because they would scold me. I trusted my sister, Jomiloju and I told her. We both kept it a secret.
       Getting to school the next day, doyin thought I would bring the mathematical set with me to school but I could not keep it anymore. Then, I told her. I started having special classes with Mrs Ishola so, I could not spend time with doyin and it made me sad. We made plans. Anytime we had lesson, we would do under people's locker and pitch them then run back to our seats and laugh.
       One day, we mistakenly picked our class teacher, then we ran back to our seats. We blamed it on the person behind her. She beat the person so bad then we started laughing which was not gud right? 😔😂.
      We were promoted to primary two and I thought I could not be with doyin anymore. My fake friend tried to separate us bot no matter how much doyin and I fight, we always come back together. Doyin was a friend anybody could ask for.

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