what lies begot

Episode 10- better version

Title: What lies begot
*Better version*
Final episode

I decided to sit for my West African Examination in another school. I needed to be a better version of myself. I desired the feeling of what my last days in secondary school is.
I tagged along with my parents to visit an orphanage where we saw: beautiful children. The intention was to adopt a little girl. My mom fell in love with a girl, chocolate skin, her innocent look was stunning, there was this awesome feeling anytime I looked at her—I couldn't place my hands on it. Her exact age was unknown—as we were told she was the only survivor of an accident that involved her family; by a rough estimate—the girl should be about six years old. My parents filled all necessary documents and was informed of the procedures that  involved visitation from the orphanage.
A resonating name should be given to her, "Itunu" was perfect meaning ‘comfort.'
I was back in school uniform plus my bag pack, it wasn't going to be easy for me. I had to eliminate the thought of being the ‘senior.' I was determined to reveal a better version of myself, to enjoy and create everlasting memories; sadly,  it wouldn't be with Kunle, Dabira and my old school mates; it would be with some new student in another school.
Having a little sister was hectic. Kunle was right. I had to share everything though I'm not complaining.
Dad advised—I apply for jamb though he wanted me to attend a private university. I simply declined the offer, since my life has been a walk through; I had to challenge myself. State school, personal room, personal laptop and a steady credit of pocket money into my account is amazing. My therapist made me understand that a lot of people never got the opportunity to enjoy these things and they became better people in life. I'd like to dialog and role with a few of those people who became better than their former self, it would make my journey faster as they will begin to influence me positively. I'd like to put myself in their shoes even if it is just once, that I may finally understand how they beat the odds. I opted for a State University, choosing a course wasn't stressful but I wanted enrol for any discipline relating to the ‘mind.'
At last, I settled for ‘Guidance and Counselling’ over Psychology. I had one among hundreds of sexual related cases you could ever think of and I'm ready to be the better version of myself, to save young minds—I had to overcome the side effects.