Something in me

I remembered that I was a kid then, when my mom left me at Lagos Oshodi to who knows where, I woke up without seeing her beside me and was afraid after all she's the only person I'm close with (that's my feeling then), later I stayed with a woman called Iya Eko (who I later found out to be my step's dad sister), though I don't know how she's related to me but I know that my mom stayed where she is, so I was ok, I even forgot that I had a mother I've not seen ( maybe I've been cold hearted since young). I stayed at Oshodu for who know how long and was later moved to Abeokuta, where I lived with Iya Eko' husband (don't know if it's her husband though). A lot of things happened to me there but I've never felt like I was being treated harsh because I'm always full with some cash on my hand, the man does not usually stay at home, it's only me in our rooms but it's face - me - I - face - you house and with nice neighbors. I was able to play with the kids after they all come back from school (I do not attend any school then) and at the same time, I was taken advantage of, there was this guy who tried to r**e me but I escaped since then I know what is the difference between a man and a woman,I also try as much as possible to protect myself. Later Iya Eko's son got married (I've lived with him before at Ebute and he's a good guy, at least to me) and I was told to move in with his wife since she'll be alone at home because her husband was working in another city and there's no one to take care of me too and that's the beginning of my suffering. Actually, I don't actually care about where I'll be living since I'm already used to being moved around without a real family to be with, but this woman is someone I'll never forget In my life.