Week108 Edition 01 Topics: It was just unfair

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It began so suddenly that I was the son of a woman you who was left with no other choices. The choice for survival lays in my hands, and the features of my family stirred before me.

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Elizabeth, the adorable mother, who is my best friend, I and my mother we are like the two lovers bird, the family of great companions, she took my responsibilities. It all the stories of her kind-hearted love for my education.

When I got to the University, all things were rosily for me, everything's I had requested for was at the tip of my reception. I never lack. Because I was prepared to face education and it related challenges.

But as I continued, to level final year, I lost the little Job I was doing and my financial standards to continue with my fashion skills were all gone.

No hope and all I had was just my mother and her helping hand, I called the tender care touch to my so.

My mother i and struggle my way out of the University and everyone can tell what it means for a petty trader to show her time into too many things to get me done with education.

My dad, on the other hand, was weak, Heath related issues. And it is almost my examination time, timetable is out, I have to read, and I have to support my mum, other responsibilities, who have been carrying my boudins.

One day, I went hungry to school, never told anyone about it, not even my friends, who had early that Monday morning asked me to accompany him to the school can tin that I was hungry.

Even though I wasn't having any money on me, and what to eat, even when I'm done with classes for the day. Because My mom has a saying, she always says,
That time waits for those who are focused and keep up their issues to themselves.

Of a truth, all these people around me were all nice people and my friends. But mama said trust no one with your family issues, they will mock at you at the end of tail, with the same story you told them.

So it was time to pay my school fees, my mom, at this point, is the last option, to call, even though she has promised to see me through.

But I fully know that there isn't food, and domestics Items at home.

And there was no fool for she and my dad, so I decided to call on Ike, my friend, for a trier, violating the prestige, breaking the band, pleading for help.

Ike had turned me and my favor down for his night party. I was forced to look back home. All hope was down, the portal was to close the fateful Monday midnight.

Imagine paying an extra sum of cash when you couldn't pay initial fees. So I decided to keep my head high and man up. The next day, grace a bond.

It was an extension notification, I glanced quickly at the notice board, some energy breath into me again. But even if until tomorrow, I haven't yet gotten where to borrow, who has promised to give me.

I took one fast decision, which is I will never ask Ike for the money, maybe my mom was right enough, your issues are best secure in your hands.

Ike parents were richer, I cover classes for him, and even carry, some home choirs for him, so that I can please him for some favor.
But growing up in my difficulties, I thought life was supposed to be fair when we have a rich friend like Ike.
That everything was always going to fall in Gold place for the both of us, since I do the academy work, and he has the money.

But as grew wiser in thoughts, seeing how Ike has turned my request at this point down, I realized that fairness, is just nothing but an illusion.

I have been putting my time and efforts doing all the academic workload for I and Ike, my friend, forsaking my night sleeps.at night.
While he stays out in the clubhouse, but I was more than determined and more than dedicated to make sure that I gladden the both of us with a good grade on all of our assignments.

But Ike turned me down during our final year, when I asked him for a little favor to pay my school fees, knowing his parents are rich and flunks him with money.

Feet about it because I couldn't understand why Ike was so harden to me at such a time. I poured out the heavy tears in my eyes, into the souls of my confidence. I resound to myself like mom would say that no matter what it takes I would never be weighed down.

As the exams period runs close, my frustration turned to numbers, I only became the hand watch eyes of how Ike spent money on women.

I was soared with more heat break in the carrier, the way I have burned my time and night candle to make for him. While I remained stuck in the spot of frustration and in decision.

At this point, I started feeling like I was greatly used by my friend. Offcuts I was exploited, by fake promises, hopes I built on his trust. At this point, I have spine all my wheels to get help from him, but his treatment and responses to me was just unfair.

And I was left with no choice, then to tell myself that life will not bring me down in defeat, so I didn't allow that pity to tell the story on my face because dad has said it all, is me taking up my matter into my hands.

So I called home, that day, because I had no one to cry to, and it was mom on the phone, I expected a faint response; because I was only trying out my last luck before I will conclude on what fate would hold for my education.

Son! She echoes. In an excitement, it's been pretty long I called, didn't want to disturb home again. I responded over on the phone.

Then I began to share my last experience and the last thought I held in my heart so that she could just cry all she can before I got home.

No money, no food, tough times hitting me here and there, it was the last word from me.

My mom said to child, immediately, I heard the voice of father, from the behind, do not share your problems with those who will mock you in return.

Dad lost everything, to his illness, I and mom was the hope, I needed to graduate so that I can start taking up a strong responsibility waiting for me. My mom muttered over the phone.

She took the phone from dad after that little reminder of our family prestige from dad, and said to me, I have sold the rappers your father gifted me when he married me.

I got some cash for your fees, it is my last helping hand to make sure you graduate but remember that you have pass through alot but learn forgiveness over one another, mom muttered and handed the last helping hands to me.

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