INTRODUCTION My name is Prince but my frnds call me xhurebhoi but i shorten it to XB, I live wit my parents in d slums of Ajegunle. Our house na small but mighty because it get kitchen, sitting room and bedroom for only one room(pple wey don suffer go understand. D tin wey de pain me for dat house b say our toilet far from compound small. So if u dey pressed for night, u hav to wake up, open door and stroll small to d pit toilet. My papa born eight children and i still de wonda y person wey no get money go de produce children like factory..Ma mama try sha. I get seven sisters which make me d only boy. My mother is a trader, abi make i tel d truth, she b market woman,she sells soup tinz. My father is a carpenter and na testimony bfore u go see customer for his shop. I no kno weda he no sabi work or na juju follow am frm village come Lagos. I no even fit count how mani Prophet and Pastor wey don come to break d yoke but e b lyk say diz my papa yoke strong die!... To be continued I gat 4 senior sistas and 2 Junior ones which makes me d 5th child,3 of my senior sisters don marry poor man but wetin shock me b say all of dem marry poor men. De claimed dat it is love and money is not everything.My first sista loveth married a welder for shitta,my 2nd sista Blessing married a vulcanizer for surulere while my 3rd sista Grace own beta small, small, she married a gateman. I already de advice my 4th sister Mercy, make she no bring poor man as husband because anytym ani my 3 senior sister's husband cum 2 our house, de onli eat our food and de wud not drop ani shi shi. My mom na action woman so she has banned dem frm coming except na beta bring dem come. B4 i even 4get, my two last sistas na twin,so we name dem joy and Peace. But wat u wud b curious is dat all my sisters cari christians names, na because our mom is a staunch christian woman "Mountain of Fire" wen she pray she fit shake her head sumtyms i de pray her head no commot 4rm her body.To b cont

CHAPTER 2 I hav several uncles,aunts, and relatives but d fact remains dat we even rich pass sum of dem and d ones wey get de giv stupid excuses. I am in 16 yrs old and i am in SS3 and i attend a public skul 4 my area. i am intelligent and i always top d class but as d sayin goes 'no moni no frnd'. so i am mostly alone or wit my best frnd Kalu(He is also poor. I always iron my cloth veri well even though i gat kno gud sandals to match am. My sandals rili bad oo, d last tym i go sew am d aboki throw d sandal on me. He said dere was no place to put his needle but afta alot of begging he eventuali sew but he rili bone face die and told me 2 neva bring my sandal come sew. Even tho i poor, i stil gat high ambition and i want to bcum a civil engineer and i nid 2 work harder to achieve dat. w Read missed part here> m.facebook.com/EraWrites-1785930464977069/ In Ajegunle high, we hav a large field, 8 blocks of classrooms nd several oda buildings 4 staff room nd administrative office, we also hav a kiosk were we buy snacks,drink and oda 'chop chop'. Sum big guys always stay dere xo dat de cud toast ani fine gal wey pass while sum de dere just 2 de beg. Dat skul bad ooo,xo guyz like me de lower our head xo as not to enta problem wit d skul bullies. One faithful day,as i de trek as usual 2 ma house, i saw a girl headin 2words me but she wasn't concentratin. b4 i cud warn her dat person lyk me de her front, she don alreadi step on my sandals. i luk my sandal and saw dat it had cut. OMG, i don already package slap 4 her, den sumtin in me say make i luk her face, wow, omo see beauty, ogbono feli feli. I just calm down nd acted cul. She was scared, sorry nd shocked at d same tym. Girl: im veri sori, i promise 2 repay 4 d damage on d sandal. Me: It's ok (buh i de boil wit anger)