Diary of an Addict 2

Diary of an Addict

Episode Two:

My brother and I arrived at our father’s house, full of expectations, excitement and hope, without much-ado we enrolled into one of the finest secondary school in ikorodu Axis to begin our Secondary education.

Months passed, two years later, my mum died, she passed away after a brief illness. We were young much younger to be without a mother. Being assured by our fathers promises, we lived on. I may not tell you guys what we went through in his house, that’s another story for tomorrow, 4 years after our mothers demise our father joined her, he was shot by armed robbers when he ran into a robbery scene. Too bad right?

Well I don’t know if it was faith or what but our parents both died before we completed our secondary school program, mum at JSSCE level and dad@ WASSCE level I thought I was not going to survive it but, hey it’s 2015 and am still alive.

 The boy grew up my education halted when my father died, my sister was in her 300 level in unilag there were no sponsors anywhere not even my numerous relatives that came to line their pockets with money from my father were in the picture again, too bad, so I had to make a choice and I stared working at the age of 16 years at the office I was the smallest working in the factory and I got paid 1325 naira every fortnight. Though the money was never enough I had to get by,

This is the beginning of a transition from an innocent innocuous boy to a shrewd wayward and perverted man.

Fast forward to my first victim: MARY

 She was 17+ when we met, we attended church, she would call me almost every day for brotherly advice and I welcomed her with opened arms.

Pls leave a comment at the end and tell your friends.

To be Cont.

Adapted from

Mayorspeaks.