Chapter 2

So here I am , three years later and I'm done with being bullied, I started speaking which enraged people more but I didn't care . Never again . Anyway I have just three years left to graduate, some of you might not understand this but I'm Nigerian and there are three years of being a junior and three years being a senior, I'm in my last junior year but I think I've grown .

One thing I've learnt about being in this place is there are no real friends literally. No be small thing -meaning ( is not easy). I've what is like to feel like you finally have a friend because it's boarding school and you gotta take care of yourself , I thought I had friends but they were there to learn my secrets then tell it to the whole school. And I fell for this too many times until I decided to close up.

This affected me so much because when I come home for holidays , I'm still the same not trusting , never smiling because when you laugh a lot and are easy to access people take took advantage.

Since I was way younger people always thought I was rude cause I pushed people away but it still bothers me till today that no matter my attitude, people still loved me. It was crazy.

I started singing that's what kept me sane , I remember times there were barely any food and I felt like there was no hope , God was there for me for us .