Her Imperfect Life

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�🎵...." I spun round from the left side of my bed as I heard my ringing

caller was Zoe,my best friend right from my first year in senior high school. Actually Her name is Treasure Zoey, yeah same name more reason why I hung out with her. But we named h

ay as I slide th

idn't even let me finish befor

sion as well I thought to myself, I mean that's all i've hea

a kind of "being left out" feeling. For the past 2 weeks I've been hearing news about my mates getting admission and now my bestie too. I'm truly happy for her , though we didn't apply fo

she says, bringing m

ngratulations"

to your drea

, have you finally been adm

m already having these doubts. And it's getting me so scared. What if...? a voice deep down starts asking. No,

rl I've got a busy day ahead, take ca

ew minutes, I'm a believer. I say to myself while clicking on the admission status bar. I close both eyes while it loads and mutter all kinds of prayers I could think of, wishing for a miracle to happen. I so much want to get into school the same year with my mates. I slowly open one side of my eyes and take a peep. I see the "admitted" part and pop open my eyes in a bit of excitement only to see the full thing "not admitted". I don't understand anymore, I thought to myself as tears welled up my eyes blurring my vision. This wasn't the miracle I was hoping for. It has been "admission in progress" for the past 2 weeks and finally decides to change to

until that day is over. I don't know but for the past few years I've always been sad, angry and depressed on that day. Something must always come up. No matter how hard I try to ignore that day it doesn't always work out. So this year I'm dreading it as usual. So I joined this group on Facebook made up of young teens like me who decided to make the best of life by coming out to catch a cruise and crack jokes. I re

of so many people in that group but it

"How are you doing?" H

xted back Immediately too bec

He asked. I used "Tee Jhay" as my

He asked again. I hummed a little and wondered why he was this curious and what he wanted from me.

roudly. At least if there's one thing

name" he typed back with sh

ame?" It was my tu

replied this Time w

e of shocked emojis. Now it

e asked a bit con

easure Dominic Johnson" I replied back so proudly

your user, does it have anything to do with your name? What's your middle name?" I couldn't help bombarding him with so many questions. Seems I had gotten more curious than him. I was feeling happy

your questions, I have all the time in the world" by this t

't just like talking about it or mentio

y so" I replied Wonderi

have a daughter?"

ss so too" I f

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st of my calls didn't normally last for more than five minutes and that's when the other person is doing the talking. One day he popped the Virgin question. I will be turning 16 in the next one week. The answer should be yes considering my age but here I was confused. I've always been this kind of girl who wanted to keep her virginity till marriage. Even the kind