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Because I loved him

Because I loved him

Eddie Ita

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In the bustling city of Lagos, Nigeria, a world of colors, sounds, and stories unfolded at every corner. Within this vibrant tapestry of life, a young boy named Tami found himself navigating the turbulent waters of adolescence in a Nigerian secondary school.

Chapter 1 Met Tamilore

Meet Tami, a remarkable young man with a bright spirit, a kind heart, and a secret he could never reveal to the world around him. Tami is 5"6 with dark melanin skin from the southern part of Nigeria, Delta State to be precise.

As the sun rose on a typical school day, Tami prepared himself for another day of learning and socializing. He lived with his caring parents in a modest home, where love and acceptance filled every room. However, as accepting as his parents were, Tami couldn't help but carry a heavy burden within him. He knew that being gay in a conservative society like Nigeria came with its own set of challenges and prejudices.

As the sun rose on a typical school day, Tami prepared himself for another day of learning and socializing. He lived with his caring parents in a modest home, where love and acceptance filled every room. However, as accepting as his parents were, Tami couldn't help but carry a heavy burden within him. He knew that being gay in a conservative society like Nigeria came with its own set of challenges and prejudices.

At school, Tami blended in with his classmates, keeping his true self hidden behind a mask of cheerful normality. He had a few close friends whom he could confide in, but the fear of judgment and rejection kept him from revealing the deepest part of his soul.

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