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I said i would tell you about my parents today right?

when we were younger, my siblings and I wondered how the young children in the movies we watched usually hugged their parents, especially their dads, some even pecking them -inyama- and saying 'óo dad you are the best. It looked really weird to us. we even played saying things like 'tracy go and hug dad and say you are the best', and then we would laugh and say if that happens the world must have definitely ended.

yea i can guess you are having an idea of who my dad is. i see him as a sadist. not just me, all of us. in the course of this and subsequent stories you would probably understand why we see him as such. I remember when josh my younger brother, who is the last child in our family, was still growing up and was fong of sulking his left thumb. We all saw sulking as a very bad habit especially as we couldnt remember any of us ever sulking let alone sulking till the age of six. so dad came into the room one day and saw josh sulking, and by the time josh realised that dad had seen him, it was too late to hide his hand. Everyone then got scared, because we felt dad was going to flog him with the cane he always bought on his way from work every evening, - why he always did that, i would say later. but dad didnt flog josh. nice dad shee? well, he didn't flog josh. he asked josh instead to stand and move towards him, then looked around, noticed a portion of the floor where some of the cement had come off then told josh to scratch that particular thum till it bled. he said that way the thumb would be hurting and would serve as a reminder to josh anytime he unconsciously put it in his mouth to sulk. Josh was six years, I was ten years old then, but i had goose pimples all over me, the type that always comes over me whenever i see a fresh wound or an iodined old wound. i never asked Josh how bad it hurt. I just shivered, we all shivered and watched Josh cry and bleed. When mom came home we told her and i"m not sure i can remember what her exact response was anymore. all this was four years ago. you can see it was a long time ago. dad isn't that wicked anymore. but he is still a sadist.

Mom is cool. a lot of people hate mom, i am not sure exactly why. especially the people in my church. but at the same time i know a lot of people who say they like mom. i hope they really do. or i don't even care how they feel. personally she has tried to make up for marrrying our sadist dad by being extra nice to us.

i said i would tell you bout dad buying a new cane each day yea? well that was because whenever he left for work the next day, we would take the cane bought the previous day and go throw it away. sometimes we even cut the cane into pieces, lit a match stick to them and smoked them. so he knew he would never meet the cane he bought the previous day......

(to be c'ntd)


(PS: @Neduzze5 it is fiction true true o)

I still cry when i remember zoya. omg dt book was something else. i cried and cried while reading it. i was 17years then

MY name is tracy. you probably know me. i'm that girl next door. I live with my parents and two brothers and two sisters in a three bedroom apartment in oshodi. i am in SS3. i am a very bright student, infact i am the head girl of my secondary school. i want to study medicine in the university once i'm done with secondary school. My parents are very proud of me- out of all their children i seem to be the hope of the family. i shall be taking you through how my life goes, from now till twenty years later. i shall refer to the past often for you to understand how i have come thus far.
in my next post i will talk about my parents, and the one after that, my siblings.
see you later, i have to go read. i read a lot, thats why i am this intelligent


(ps: THIS IS PURELY FICTION)

Hehe. Amaka picked out these shades for me. She convinced me it looked perfect.
On getting home my sis says I look like a blind mallam .

Which is it? Perfect or blindect?

I have searched, and no words can perfectly describe everything I have and want to say to everyone who have been in my life these past twenty-four years, more than the lyrics of honor's society's 'where are you now'.

(Modified by me in some cases)
To my favorite teacher,
told me never give up
To my secondary school crush,
who I thought I really
loved
To the girls I miss, and
the guys we kissed
Where are you now?
To my ex best friend,
don't know how we grew
apart
To my favorite band, and
sing alongs on my bed
To the face i see, in my
memories
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cuz I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like i do
If it wasn't for you I
would never be who I am
To my first boyfriend, I thought for sure
was the one
To my last boyfriend, sorry that I screwed
this up
To the ones I loved and didn't show it
enough
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cuz I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like i do
If it wasn't for you I would never be who I
am
I know I'll never see those days again
And things will never be that way again
But that's just how it goes
People change, but I know
I won't forget you
To the ones who cared and were there from
the start
To the love that left, and took a piece of my
heart
To the few who'd swear, I'd never go
anywhere
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cuz I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you I would never be who I
am
If it wasn't for you I would never be who I
am
If it wasn't for you I'd be nothing
Where are you now




Tempted to include names, but I feel everyone knows where they belong


And if the song is all u care about,
http://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgjh0v9FXr1qbh0d8o1.mp3.

And if u're thinking of the perfect birthday gift for me 2mrw , just book a room for me at the radisson blu. I need to spend the day reflecting in luxury .

Love,
Mama.