This is the story of my life. I am from a polygamous home which happens to produce eighteen children. My own mother’s quota is 8 innumbers;Surprisingly, I am the last-born of both mother and father in fact, of the entire family.Hmm, out of these large number of children, I have never felt loved or occupied by their presence or encouragement to life, neither by father nor mother.So far the journey has been a mixture of both happiness and sadness but more of sadness. Even in my weakness I still find a strength from nowhere. Though there are times I wished to die but also that the Almighty God wouldn’t just let that happens…Wow! Still in my world of imagination… Time to talk to you my friend ,my Diary.Hello Diary am here now. It has happened again, yes that same rejection, loneliness and abandonment I find myself in a pool of tears thistime it hurt my bone. Of course am shattered because I know am getting older and lack favour…I have prayed and even fasted but it seems all effort is futile.Truly, I talk to myself a lot I hear it’s called SOLILOQUIZING. Big grammar Lol! The truth is that I am a very shy person in nature that’s why Ihave taking my time to talk to you.My favourite Games: Scramble, snookers and football.

How I attained the age of 11-12 years still seems to be a mystery to me, because this I when I stated using my brain and I can recall my past from.Growing up in Olulu street is like a passage in the holy Bible which says: “It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter into the Kingdom of heaven” This is to say that, it would have been easier for someone to survive in the kingdom of Sodom and Gomorrah than to grow up and survive in Olulu street without being involve in any of the sinful vice in this our dear country, such as : Fornication, pilfering, cultism, Gambling, fighting with ones peer group and smoking of marijuana at tender age.Sincerely speaking, I am not left out mentioning these things neither am I a saint who was free from these impunity roving around as at that time.Gambling and fighting seems to be an option here… But not addicted to any of such because the money was not even there… Those who survived these plague are the ones with the full grace of God or quick exit from the area helps toshaped their lives .This is a place with room and parlour buildings where 4-5 persons are landlords to a house, with12 or more tenants and with dilapidated toilet and bathroom outside or without any in some compounds.Its also a place where light bills would not be paid because it is seen as a thing of waste, since it would not be seen as needed. I am not trying to say that they don’t use light there, they do.Moreover, whenever NEPA workers as at that time disconnected any compound’s light it would either be hung with a wood to the pole by any tenant of that compound or contributed amount of money by each tenants.The sleaziness of the street wasn’t encouraging at all.Funny to know, the street is numbered from one to twelve (This is to say the size is small) but what baffles me the most, is that there isn’t number eleven amongst the numbered houses. My own family house is numbered six which is located two buildings from the entrance of the street by right, shaped in ‘T’.We occupied the last room and parlour from the front while my step mother occupied the last room and parlour from the back (like some of uswould say, face me I face you house).Beside our street (olulu street), Here comes another street “Akpofure street” my grand father also build another house there, which was very close to the one at olulu street. The two buildings sidewardly shared the boundary between the two streets. In fact, that was the place my paternal grand father’s residence before he joins his ancestors.It was reckon on that the building at Akpofure was also shaped in ‘T’ and amongst the occupant was egocentric aged uncle and his family, whom he doesn’t want anyone to come close with.I will fervently say that, 45% of the disunity from my external (paternal ) family usually escalate from him… He happens to be the oldest amongst the children.Ok! I am feeling sleepy and hungry… See ya! Maybe I would continue tomorrow Goodnight…