In less than 30 minutes we arrived at a huge gate which was opened by a Muslim man named Haruna, he lived with his wife and seven children, Jumai the first child and a girl, Yusuf the second a bo , then Amina a girl, Leweezat a girl too , Mohammed a boy, Nana a girl and the last girl child then the very last Bashiru a boy and the last child. They all came to welcome me in as I was still sad, Amina came close and smiled at me as she was friendly. Whats is your name she asked? Ella ,what is your name I asked? Amina ,she responded. althrough that day she stayed with me and made me feel lively as the sun went down they all retired to their home and I was led to my room which was next to a baby's room. The room was nice, it had a huge queen sized bed I immediately pictured myself as a princess. i settled in for the night but unfortunately I couldn't sleep, I kept waking up like I forgot something, I sat up and thought how my life would be without my family for a while, soon morning came at 4am I took my bath brushed my teeth dressed up and cleaned up my room before it was 6am. it was more brighter by this time so I began to open the doors,I picked up a broom and swept from my room to the room next to mine then straight to the hall way, out to the balcony then into the living room and finally down the staircase. after that I began to mop the floor just as I have swept it, now the time was 7:30am and my new parents was up. my father emerged wearing a suit while my mother went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast so I joined her in case she needed help, Ella bring out eight eggs break them into a bowl she said. okay ma I replied and in less than 20mins breakfast was ready and served.