So, I was an adventurous "CHILDRENS" according to one woman who has refused to give me my ten naira change since four years. In one of my craze, I had a "something" with my dad– yea, those daddy's brutal moments. 
I was a swift child. I could scale a fence in the twinkle on a twin, ha! see what I did there?

In this very beating spree, i saw that the muscles in my dad's nose were all out, I had never seen such happen before and I was in a tight corner, I couldn't escape. If I had an open space, I wouldn't have been giving this story today. Seeing that I couldnt run and that the man was still releasing his missile, I had to 'shine' the man to avoid the continuous beating. I played the game of the fainted patient, wetin "consign" me? I just slipped slowly and professionally into 'Disney world.' Baba flogged the first one, the second but I remained still, though my spirit was scratching the spots he flogged. The third cane was lighter and it came with my name fearfully leaving his mouth. Oboi I just continued my sleep o jare!
He lifted me by the hand,I slipped back down like a fifty naira INDOMIE that was cooked by a hungry Abakaliki priest. My pop man's voice became alto-soprano, with a little bit of a distressful vibrato– those wey know music go understand how my papa voice come be. I just thought of him singing Micheal Jackson's 'heal the world.' In ten seconds, my father had sweat come through his entire body, though he was a natural 'sweatee.' Did I hear my papa say 'mummy o'?
Is like I did... I just had to forgive the man and push my self back with a cry into this world. I was the chief manipulator at twelve or fourteen years of age. Baba strolled away to dry his sweat, his body was jittering like a grinding machine. I was treated like a god that day. You know those treatments that a new faintee gets, just like he resurrected na...
ThankGod, I changed. For me, the African treatment works because I was a young man who was tasty for blood and power. I had anger issues to a fault, was rebellious and inquisitive. You know where I would have led my craze to...