MY FATE MY DESTINY Part 1.
My name is Happiness Dayo. I am from ogun state. I woke up to my nightmare on december 5th 1996.
"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.
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"

MY FATE MY DESTINY Part 2

My mum was an only child and also an orphan so I was moved to lagos to stay with father's. Sister aunty Remi.
My stay in lagos was Hell. I remember the night I got aunt Remi's house. I was tired and sad yearning for my beloved parents. My aunt looked at me and said " your witch mother has finally killed my brother, I warned him but he refused to listen. Now am stock with a useless child like you. I was crying and she slaped me soo hard I felt it in my head " you better stop that noise you are making or else you would join them soon.
From that day I did everything to please my aunt to no avail. She looked for little reasons to punish me. She made me sell things on the street
She registered me with the local government girls school.
I wore slippers to school cause she won't buy me shoes. I beg food to eat during lunch time and after closing hours, I trek hundreds of miles back home.
Through all these I never ceased praying. I didn't forget how to pray. My aunt dose not attend church but I sneak out every Sunday to a church down the street close to our house. Church was the only place I can dance and forget about my pain. I loved music, that was what drew me to church the most.
AT LAST some good news came. After so much sorrow, my life is about to change.

WOULD THIS NEWS GIVE HAPPY A NEW LIFE? Stay with me and find out see you soon again.
MY FATE MY DESTINY Part 3
A letter came in from my school that I had been awarded a scholarship due to excellent performance in school.
I was happy and over joyed, I had something to live for.
As years past on God gave me the strength to bear all the pain caused by my aunt. I was focused I had to be something in life, I will not give up.
My aunt passed away when I was writing my SSCE exams, I was 17 at that time. I was all alone again. She didn't have any children because she never married. I missed her, though she was cruel to me she provided a roof over my head and a place to call home for awhile.
Going through my aunts things when she died I came upon my fathers office bag. All the memories came back to hunt me and fresh tears fell from my eyes. I opened the bag, I saw some documents which I didn't really understand at that time, I saw some photographs and a bunch of keys.
Few weeks following her death, I started looking for a job, I needed food and a roof over my head. Other family members refused to take me in believing that am an evil child that would bring harm to them.
On a sunday after close from church I saw a wallet on floor just outside the church. I looked around and didn't see anyone in search of anything so I took it to our pastor. He prayed for me and thanked me. But before I left his office the owner came in.
The man was really thankful and happy, he opened the wallet to check its content and a
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