Endless : The Diary Of A Nigerian Orphan - Episode 10
still on merciless injustice
In between my solemn thoughts and the sparks of lightening that split in the sky. I overheard Mrs Ojo, calling on me to start packing my things that I would live this night. Osas is still talking to his mum, though, I can barely hear him,but his words wouldn’t do. Mrs Ojo’s mind is made up to put me away. Far away from her
. Maybe , she has discovered about my strangeness after all. I couldn’t tell.
“Andrian, pack all her things outside. She isn’t ever going to sleep in this house again. She is banned!”, Mrs Ojo screamed in her highest pitch voice. At that instance, I imagined where our neighbors had all gone to. I wish someone would come out to save me.
No one , no help in sight, only the barking of the Akintans’ Rottweiler dog at the beginning of the street. Could I have forgotten so soon that, ‘rough’ nights in Lagos is only you and your God. Wherever and whatever you find yourself. Except for fire accidents would all hands be on deck to safeguard their properties first, before lives.
With glee unprintable, Andrian scurried away to pack my things. He was so swift that I couldn’t ask him to tell Osas that I would want to see him.
Speechless and awed at the happenings in such a short while, I wept bitterly. Is this the new life that my energetic friend promised me? Like the snake shedding off its old skin, I felt a chapter of my life fading off
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. But uncertainty lies, because I wouldn’t know if the next chapter would be better or worse.
“are you still here?”, Mrs Ojo swooned at me. Her voice is now fierce, as I have to skip several meters , before I stuttered, ‘not anymore’.
My box and school bag are waiting outside the compound in this damp night, but I wouldn’t leave without seeing Osas, unfortunately, I saw Andrian.
“what are you waiting for?”,Andrian laughed, “do you want me to chase you?”
“evil child! Andrian, don’t forget to twist the lock properly, when she is gone”, Mrs Ojo hissed, as she turned to leave.
I am still wondering why Mrs Ojo and Andrian hates me so. With his sarcastic demeanor , how would I direct a message to Osas through him. What would I do? Instantly, I heard myself say, “what about your father? Do you know him? It doesn’t seem like it, because you are a bastard. See reasons, why I am way better than you are?”
“get out! And be far from us. The street where you belong awaits you”, Andrian roared back.
I don’t know how life in the street is going to look like, overtimes, Mrs. Afe had discussed the topic on the dangers of street life. If I could sit in a thirty minutes class to listen to educating lectures on that. Would I walk with my two eyes to live its life? Multiple balls of sweats broke loose on my face as the strange warmth of a new life serenaded me.
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