Her Freedom

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me all the time. So, I decided I was going to run away. I packed my bags that night, quickly penned down my letter, and pla

ed, "really!

se through the door in the kitchen. For the first time in my life, I felt freedom, I was free. I carried my bag on my head an

I exc

they started looking for me all over Lagos. Salolo to be precise. According to my mum. The police searched everywhere for me; my friend's house, and every other place, but they didn't find me. They even had to put them in custody, for questioning. My mum was so shattered. It was, I think two

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