"Happy
wake up, wake up" dis was the voice of our maid ireti. "Aunty what
happend? You sound scared". I was 8 years old but very wise.
"Shhhhhhhhhhh she said. Do not make a sound"
She
dragged me out of bed pushed me
under the bed and told me to stay still. That was the last time I ever saw my dear aunty Ireti.
under the bed and told me to stay still. That was the last time I ever saw my dear aunty Ireti.
I heard
gun shots and screams coming from the living room but I couldn't move. My
little mind told me all was not right. I told my self over and over again
"don't move aunty ireti said so"
My
world crumbled that day, happiness ceased to exist for me. I was told my
parents had gone to heaven. I asked when would I see them again no one gave me
an answer.
I was
lonely and hungry I asked for aunty ireti dey said she went with my parents and
they are not coming back.
I wept
and wept and wept. I heard people coming into our house and going out, all
talking about the murder of my parents by armed men.� Dey all looked at me with pity
and dispare.
I was
soo hungry and alone and I prayed like my mum taught me. " God my father
help me"
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