My room

After a long tiring ride we arrived at our supposed to be home. Is a duplex, with big black gate. The environment is too quiet for my liking.

Dad was smiling as if he was given a trophy. " Just how I imagined it to be" he breath out. He was the first to walk in looking around the environment.

I turned to look at my mom as if saying I don't want to be here. She hugged me closely " Don't worry Ejiro, you'll be fine"

That's all I need. Reassurance that I'll be okay. We both walk in after that.

The house is beautiful, no capping but- I feel like this place is not meant for me. See me na, confirm Warri babe staying with people that don't want my progress in life.

How can I cope with this? Quietness, indoors...No! This is not my thing. I sight frustrated going to sit down.

" No need for that young lady. You're going to help me arrange this whole place. " My mom said immediately I sat down

" Oh my God! But I don tire oh" I grumble.

" Okay fine, let's arrange what we need for today then tomorrow we would work on the whole house"

" Yess! " I got up immediately. " I'll start with the bags" I put our bags aside. Storing the foodstuff we bought along the way in the kitchen. I sweep the parlor which was really dusty for my liking.

Then I mopped. " I'm done mom" I said proudly.

" Good job! My dear. " Mom complimented me.

" Where's my room? Up or down?"

" Everyone's rooms is up. I'm sure your dad has already picked ours. Go choose yours"

I took my bags upstairs, getting to the top I saw three rooms. Well adventure awaits me...yeah! The first room is painted with blue colour, it has brown wardrobe. There's a bathroom inside. The floor is tiled, I touch the bed, it was too strong for my liking. The room has a funny aura to it.

Not wanting to be quick to judge I went further to the second room. This time it has a small dinning table, bathroom, book shelves, wardrobe and beautiful elegant light, and to top it all is colour green. I can picture myself living in this room. A smile made its way to my face as drop my bags down.

I was in the land of imagination when Alex walked in. " What are you doing in my room?" I stare back at him with annoyance.

" Which room? Nor let me talk abeg as you can see, I don tire, nor stress me" I begin to unpack without minding him

He walk to where my bag was carry it and throw it downstairs. " This is my room! If you're not blind you would have seen my bags there" he point to the corner where indeed two travelling bags is.

Nevertheless I'm angry that he throw my bag in such manner. " Wow! Wow! That's why you throw my bags down abi. This Lagos don they make your head big. Okay na no wahala, first to do e nor dey pain but second to do na eye dey red"

I walk to where his bags is, picked them up and throw it downstairs.

" Oya! Come and beat me" I dare him positioning for fight.

He looked pissed. He was glaring hard at me like a angry cow. I smiled at him. Sitting comfortably on the bed. I remembered my plantain chip in my hand bag, luckily for me he didn't throw that one down. I reach for my snacks and started mulching on it.

" Hmmm" I moan. So delicious.

" Big for nothing fool! Olodo like you! You can never know book" he yelled at me then run

Like flash I caught up to him, giving him the beating of his life. " How dare you! You nor reach Alex because daddy dey pamper your rubbish. Next time( slap! slap!) you won't ( spank!) Insult your ( spank! Spank!) Senior "

He was struggling, screaming loudly attracting my parents attention. " What's going on here?" My dad asked

" Ask your son!" I yelled earning a slap across my cheek.

" How dare you talk to me in that manner!"

" How dare you too. All you do is belittle me in front of this boy. Now he has the mind to call me names. I can't take it anymore! I don't like how you're treating me like I'm not your daughter" tears roll down my cheek

" You ask me how dare me...when you're the one daring me. No one cares about me- no one!" I run away after that. I don't know where I'm going but I just want to run away from everything.

I kept running till I saw an open space. I sat down there sobbing. I recall the past event of my life and I just felt so sorry for myself.

...

After sometime I stopped crying just starring at the dark sky feeling numb. Then from the darkness I saw a figure approaching me. Feeling scared I picked a stone close by aiming it high ready to lunch it at the figure.

" Please don't kill me" I heard a male voice say

" Who are you and what do you want? " I said getting up.

" Hi, I'm Daniel. You can call me Dan. I saw you crying earlier on and I taught I'll come around to help."

" Well, as you can see I'm fine." I dropped the stone. Dusting my clothes ready to leave.

" Umm, normally when people introduce themselves the other does the same. " He scratched the back of his head

" Well I don't, I guess I'm abnormal. If you can excuse me I need to go home " I push past him only to realize I don't know where I am, great!

" I guess you don't know where you're going. I can help you with that but first, what's your name?" He said as I groan

" Forget it!" I yell walking straight. Soon afterwards I heard footsteps beside me, I turned to see he's following me.

" Seriously guy, back off" I said to him but he kept shut walking with me. I groan but left him alone. After a while he said " you're going the wrong way, take your right."

I rolled my eyes but did anyway. He directed me all through till I saw my house in view. " Thanks" I whispered to him as I approached my gate

" You're welcome " he wave at me as I entered my home. I feel scared of what my dad might do to me but the anger I felt is making me to be bold.

I walk in...everywhere was quite.my bags are no longer on the ground. I climbed upstairs to see them neatly arranged in my room. Feeling tired I fall on my bed, preparing for sleep.