A family friend’s son was celebrating his tenth year birthday. As usual my kids attend their birthday parties just like their kids attend my kid’s.

It was a Saturday and I was busy doing some house chores and so when Olaolu came to seek permission for them to attend the birthday party I was glad for them to go, at least that will enable me to finish the works before they came back.

After some hours I went with my husband to pick the boys from our family friend’s residence in an estate beside ours. As we approached the building, my older son Olaolu rushed and opened the car’s door, crying

“Mummy it’s Teni, its Teni oh”.



The first thing that came to my mind was that Teni had been kidnapped. I rushed to the house and what I was told surprising.

My younger son, Teni slept on a double bunk bed that was so close to the ceiling and while the others chanted and play he stayed there watching them. Teni is usually very quiet and reserved unlike his elder brother who was more of an extrovert.

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ehya

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Nonsense!