I will start by introducing myself,my name is ikem ,and i am the last child of parent ,my mother died when i was still small i can't even reoccur her face and i was 8 years old when my dad died that begin my story,we were in the sitting room,watching a movie with my brothers when my dad who has been sick almost a week called,me and my two elder brothers ran to him and he was lying on the bed ,he told us to seat beside him on the bed and he spoke for about 50mins,before he spake his last words which was "obedient,honesty pays alot in life"and he gave up the ghost ,we cryed bitterly throught out that night untill the next moring,from dat day onwards my life became a misery ,my elder boys ugo and emeka became a thorn in my skin,but lucky for me my uncle visited ,and was willing to take my along to lagos ,,,,