My Wish #project Nigeria
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  • Parts 51
  • Time 3h 50m
Ongoing, First published May 21, 2020
Most people have walls around them. Some even fences. They say it's a problem, but it might actually be a blessing.
 Many people try so hard to bring their walls down because people say it stops them from relating,but look what relating does to Aramide. 
Look at what having no walls has done to her.  

She only wished for two things in life. 
1 To be rich, wealthy or at least have a sense of importance. 
2 To have walls. This wish was newly developed,  but you can't blame her. 

"Things will get better."
•••••
"Yeah, sometimes I wish I could take my own advise"

Being broken over and over by the people you've taught your heart to trust isn't such a healthy thing is it ?

Can she face it ?

Will she get her walls?

Will they help her or will they prevent her from opening up to the people who'll help her heal?

Will she ever trust again?

Join Mide on the wild ride called her
 life.
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