Thanks @damarth for this opportunity to express our life story .
Growing up was a thug of war in my life.
When I was being convinced,my father left my mom to holland.And probably I guess my mom must have been having that plans of abortion and getting another man.
But life being a mirror of luxury and blood being thicker than water, my spirit was strong enough.
And secondly, after escaping that one, I came to this world without a father and just a managing mother .
Few months after the family of my dad came from nowhere and burst into our crib to pack all the properties away.
You can imagine such tragedy.
But remember I never stopped growing. When I was 4,sickness came. And guess what... it was the general sickness Nigerians call (UDEH) gosh . I stopped walking and I got admitted for 1 year, then after I became better.
It's time to become a student, where's the money. Mum was running up and down trying to sell different things just to start a business before I can leave to school .
To cut the long story short ....
Here am I with two other siblings and guess what?
Dad is back home. And am proud to have both parents still alive. And life has taught me a lot . And I believe prayers also play a great role in my life .
Thanks for reading this
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