7 Reasons

Little B 🤭

Boom !!

I was six years old.

We just moved from Abuja, the capital city of Nigeria, to our state of origin.

Lagos, my state, a place where I ended up growing into something I never knew I would become.

My life here is about to be bittersweet, but what exactly do I know? I was just six.

Dad was in the military, Mum, was a simple housewife as at then. I had six siblings plus me making us 7 in total.

Fun big family you would think, it was a lot.

I always felt smart, intelligent, and "too wise" for my age.

I understood things faster than my peers, and I could do and react to certain things quicker.

I was so much in love with our local church that I could recite a whole chapter of the Bible.

I barely did any wrong in the sight of anyone. I was what you call a good kid.

This, however never gave me many friends as my peers made me feel like I was always doing too much.

I wanted to make everyone proud, but I don't want to be hated, It never worked that way.

I started developing a cold attitude from a very young age, so bad that I started getting beaten by mum a lot because I slowly became stubborn.

I got used to it and started creating scenarios in my head where I had different friends, what everyone would call imaginary . But I couldn't care less.

My story is long and complicated, so I'm just going to you know give you each and every single parts of how I grow up starting from my childhood till my current adulthood just hold yourself tight and, you know dive in my life 🤭