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Humaimah
Waking up to the most horrible sound on earth a. k. a my alarm clock. I carry my lazy self to the bathroom, brush my teeth, ablute and pray to my lord.
Today being the last day of my secondary school education, i am happy that I am finally leaving secondary school and all those annoying teachers of mine and sad cause iam going to miss my classmates. I brush off the thought and enter the bathroom to bath before I get late for school.
Sorry i forget to introduce myself, my name is humaimah ayman yakub, my real name is humaimah but family and close friends call me ayman, being the only daughter of my family and the third and last born of the house making me daddy's girl, i have two brothers, our first born imran he is 22years old in his final year in medical school studying medicine and our second born sadeeq he's 20years in his fourth year studying architecture. My father, my hero Yakub Ibrahim a 48years old young looking strict bussiness man. My mother, my role model Rukkaya yakub a 42 year old ever young woman, loving and a full time house wife. How can i forget my other half, my bestfriend a crazy being, a chatterbox, my human diary and we are the same age but different month and the same date, i am turning 18 this September and maheera is turning 18 this December, we have being friends from diapers and also family friends, she's that friend everyone will want to have. I am 4'2 in height, not so fair and not dark in completion, i have long hair reaching my mid back and slim with long lashes. My bestie will say iam sturbon and a talkative but people will say i am a calm and shy but thats not a complete lie, iam shy and calm to those i don't know well, enough for now let me start going before i get late.
Skipping down the stairs with my waec calculator and mathematical set i saw my dad sitting in the parlor watching channels or NTA i greet him and went to the kitchen to greet my mum, I hug her from behind and peck her cheeks with a good morning in hausa (yeah my mum is hausa but my dad is igala by tribe from kogi state) she smile and answer my greetings telling me to go and eat my breakfast i rushed my food and i called out to my mum telling her i am leaving she yelled out a reply the driver was already waiting for me i entered the car and greet him
Olà ódudu meaning good morning in igala
Abélè (how are you)
Lafia (fine)Coming out of the car i was suddenly push back by a force and guess what the force is, my crazy best friend (maheera).
Oh my God ayman i missed you
Yeah and that's why you came to my house i said with sacarsm
Sorry now i told you i was busy that's why now, pleeeeeaaassee she said battling her eyelashes
Fine you are forgiven how was the weekend
Fine and yours?
Fine too i reply walking to our classAyman i can't believe iam going to be a graduate in less than two hours she half yelled and that's how she continue ranting my ears off with her endless gist before it was time for our last paper.
Coming out of the exam hall heera threw her hands up and screamed finally!! I looked at her and smile then i suddenly scream too i cant believe it, we looked at each other and burst into laughter. Seriously we don't why we were laughing.
We joined our other classmate to celebrate, some were buying drinks and pouring it, some junior students were crying including my school daughter, it was emotional and a happy occasion, we left school 4'oclock.
I will miss my school, my annoying teachers and classmates literally everything in the school.Phew 😥
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General FictionHumaimah ayman yakub a 17years old in secondary school in her last year thou, free of worries, a calm shy girl that's what those who are not close to her will say but a complete chatterbox when with her family and close friends. Find out what happen...