"That day was full of gunshots and bloodshed, nothing else, my life was painted red that day."
F.A.B
23 July 2033.
The death
I rode on Tunde's back in the living room calling him my horse and I was hitting his butt with my pencil, he promised me a ride if I finished my homework in time, and so I did just that and I got my reward, chocolates would have been better, but still...this ride makes me laugh.
"Why are you riding your brother?" My mommy asked.
"He's my horse and I bought him," I replied.
"How much?"
"Fifty Naira"
"Hahahaha," Precious laughed "you can't buy a horse for fifty Naira."
"How do you know?" I asked
"Cause I know."
"Well, I bought him fifty Naira"
"Mad oh!" Precious exclaimed and I gasped.
"Precious, do not use that word," mommy warned
"What mommy? It was a
