Happy new week nairalanders
this is my first story, and i hope u all love it
its called FACADE.... thanks
CHAPTER 1:
I remember, I recall, Yes I do.... I remember a single mom not being home on weekday, a single mum who toiled all day and night to make ends meet. I remember playing pillow fights with my cousin Udeme (Foster Sister). I can taste the rain in my tongue and feel the breeze on my naked skin as I raced Adaobi and Ikechukwu on the muddy ground. Is it those when daddy would carry me on his neck while running round the street and passerbyes applauding while I laugh my heart out, that i would forget,? Or when Akpan and I would prank Obinna
.............................. I can never forget especially being loved by everyone. The bella of the house, sunshines my papa called me, mama was my neighborhood name, praises and the envy of all the kids in the neighborhood... but it was all a facade.