Lacuna

1: A peek into my life

Hey everyone.
So this is literally the first time I'm writing a book (I've never visioned this to happen), I don't know for my partner, yes! Two people own this account.
We're working hand in hand to engrave this book in your minds.

Oh yeah! I'm so ready to keep y'all on your toes (grinning evilly).

So please, tell a friend to tell a friend, tag a friend to tag a friend. It's going to be one hell of a bumpy ride.
Stay tuned! Khadijah XOXO :-)

It is a beautiful morning...
Are you kidding me? When did we start to believing that America crap? The rays of light are hurting my eyes, man...how's that beautiful?
So I'm the only child of my parents. Coincidentally, my parents are the only children of their own parents.
The fun fact about being a Nigerian, is that, what our parents call fun is no fun at all. I have a terminal disease, so I'm home schooled...fun right?? So QUICK INTRO, My name is Naina Hills. I'm from the middle belt of Nigeria, I'm gonna be 18 by August 12th. Like I said earlier only child..hmm bout my terminal disease,so I'm born with a weak heart, yeah like my heart doesn't work properly, I can be called weak hearted, lol...you see what I did there..
Anyways, coming in contact with people isn't really good for me yeah..I'm always on meds cause I always fall sick.. that's why I don't go to regular schools. My parents are both doctors, my dad is a cardiologist and my mom,a neurosurgeon..so I was well taken care of.
I know you are asking how do I survive all the days..so let's see..take my meds as early as 6am or immediately I wake up, do regular stuffs and eat breakfast, read a book, it is mandatory in my house that you read a book after every meal. Then my mom gives me tutoring in maths and chemistry, my dad does the life sciences and linguistics, I also take history and art classes online. When I'm done with SCHOOL, I scroll through feeds on my social platforms, not that I have alot of friends, who am I kidding? I don't have any actual friends, when I'm through with that, I take meds again, coupled with fruits and alot of fluids, I have lunch, read another book and then go over check up procedures with my caregiver, Elena, she's an experienced health personnel and one of my few friends.
After that another meal or dessert, but they are always healthy...Hurray!( note the sarcasm), so I like to write poems from time to time..I have a favourite poet, she's an amazing poet from the gram...she goes by the name,witheredrose_ _, she really inspires me. Well finally dinner, yet another book and then meds and the final check up procedures by my parents. It is all cool, My parents want me to become a famous author, as you could have already guessed, so I CAN INSPIRE OTHER PEOPLE GOING THROUGH THE SAME SITUATION AS MYSELF, bullshit I tell you, but they can't know that, lol. What I want to be is an attorney but well that is next to impossible cause my family believe that lawyers are liars and are cunning, I know how stereotypical right? But again...this is Nigeria lol. I just wish I could be normal. I wish I could be actually HAPPY.

"Nana, nana.." someone called out, I suppose that someone is my mom.
With still sleepy eyes, with a yawn..
"Yes."
"It is 9am and you haven't had your bath or your medication and what's worst is that our appointment at the hospital is by 10." My mom rumbled.. I could barely understand what she was saying until I realized that I had actually over slept which was quite unusual. And yes I had my mid month check up by 10 today..so i dashed out of bed, quickly mouthed up the blue and green pills.
"Gently, Nana..!" My mom yelled.. and handed me a glass of water.
" Get into the bathroom, I'll pick out your outfit. " She ordered..
And I head into the bathroom..15 minutes later..I was out fully refreshed and oozing the fresh scent of lavender and honey.
My mom wasn't in my room anymore but my outfit was properly arranged on my bed. It was a simple BTS t-shirt with the writing, "I Purple You".. yo armys, where you at?!! and a cute pair of denim high waist trousers and my Van's sneakers was at the end of the bed. My leather watch beside my sneakers and other accessories..in 20 minutes, I was fully dressed and I grab my pair of glasses and a cross bag to go.
" I'm through." I announced as I walked down the stairs to the living room where my parents were waiting me at.
" Well it's about time, Nana. We have been waiting for almost half an hour, you know." My mom scolded with a clearly pissed off look on her face, she hates tardiness.
" I'm sorry, mom. Good morning mom, Good morning dad." I replied.
With a cup of coffee in his hand.
" Good morning, my angel. " and gently embraces me.
" Come and have your breakfast, we dont want to get any late, do we now?." She said and passed me a plate of veggie stew and oat bread.
" Thanks mom." I said and digged in.

When I was done eating, my dad drove us to St. Peter's Hospital and luckily, we were 5 mins early. We went straight to the cardio ward and I met with my doctor, Doctor Andy.
The check up was all right but the doctor asked that I should be checking closely nonetheless.
So on our way back, we stopped at Cold Stone Creamery, where my mom got a chocolate fudge Got to have it cup of ice cream and my dad got the cake batter infused ice cream whilst I got milkshakes,my favourite. We all laughed on our way back as we told stories and made jokes. Pretty awesome right??

So as my dad pulled over into the driveway,we noticed some unfamiliar faces, offloading their luggage from the moving van,indicating they were new in the estate. They were too engrossed in their packing, they didn't see our car pass by but what caught my attention was the teenager with the earphones in his ears carrying a big box, if I'm correct, he should be around my age.