A nigerian teenager, living against the odds of society, finally discovers his sexuality when he meets a Nigerian- American boy, who is a transfer student at Mercy and grace high. The two fall in love afterwards, and are both faced with the harsh reality faced by LGBTQIA individuals in the country, will they survive it and live a fulfilling life or will they fall against the odds and be crushed by the brutal homophobia expressed in Nigeria.
Chapter 1 Introduction
Hi...
My name is Tobilola, Ogunmola, Austin, Bakare. And I am DEAD!
How I died is still a case of wonderment for me and the Nigerian police force, an unretrovertish occurrence which in retrospect seems more of a fault filled concession.
He dropped me off here, With his black Audi- Spiro jet 3802, and I died here on the wet-cold leather mattress of st Anglica hospital aba, under the unwavering watch of the yellow moon.
My story is unlike many you've ever read! It's not every day they print about young quirky teenagers and market square riots. Is it? Two souls, once attached, soon afterwards have departed from one another. A gruesome crime championed by the tools of elites, useful materials in abetting the most malicious of vile crimes, amongst whom nature sits squarely, astute in conjuring this malignant atrocity. It is the story of brilliant boy, who turns into brave boy and is punished for such bravery.
Although I had been saved; by the stranger in the black Audi, then the woman with the white pedalstine, albeit one of my saviors came a moment too late, a moment not so early but still,
a moment not so long ago.
I am lost now, in the abyss. A place you should never wish you come to. It is said that when a person dies the circumstances surrounding their death is lynchpin in a manner where in, it explicates the final resting place of that soul. For me, there is no rest, no solace, and no joy, sojourning in the void space of this entity. I do hope you pray for me; for death didn't come to me, rather, I went to it, tears and all. I am one of the unlucky ones. As hard as it may seem, I am a sitting duck retorted to remain a loner in this cosmopolitan horror. But I do know I'll be back somewhere, somehow. Pride never dies and so doesn't the memory of him or his pleas as I was catered away in the black Audi. The crack of his skull was the last sound I heard...
Chapter 1 Introduction
20/11/2021