If you do not understand my mode of life, you would blame me and not even hear my own side of the story！
Before I came to Alabama, I made it clear that I was not going to keep a girlfriend and I kept to that. I was even too young to think about that but it didn't matter.
My Aunt made sure that I enjoyed my stay with her but whenever she asked me when I planned on going back, I would skip the question. Obviously, there was nothing to go back to because my Oga's shop had been burnt and he was moving about with a heavy heart. Whenever I remembered this, I let a tear drop.
All those bunch of hooligans that burnt my Oga's shop will never see my back！I remember vividly as the came one Thursday afternoon in their numbers, shouting and venting their angers against the government only to turn around and started stoning people, hitting people with sticks and burning numerous shops.
My master sat by the roadside and couldn't say anything. Later, I chartered a keke napep and took him home！
It is believed that when I storm Nigeria again from my travels, I would wipe away his tears！
I believe so too but it depends on if my aunt allows me to stay much longer.
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