Well, I Osahon Ehigiator was no exception. But I soon got tired of life, I mean you see posts everyday that support dreaming, and they usually come in attractive packages like "dream big! Because dreaming is another way of planning"...
But anytime I dream, it only shows the wide lacuna between my wonderland dreams and the harsh reality, and makes me feel like an angel cast from heaven;which I didn't want the case to be.
I soon decided to find an escape route, and the world's most popular being love. But that didn't work for me either, as I got my heart broken into pieces several times and I soon wondered if I still possessed the organ. Well, reasons being that most girls these days wants a guy with a car or atleast a guy who could take care of all their expenses and according to Itohan, the girl I loved like crazy, I was far from that, her exact words; Osas I can't date you because you are broke and a shameless excuse for a man.
Well, I soon decided to have a talk with my siblings after we all watched a thought provoking movie. They talked about our young girls going over to Italy for prostitution, an act which I once condemned but was beginning to see reason in. A friend of mine soon suggested that we could go to Italy through the desert an act which I strongly objected to, but when it was time to eat supper and my 7 siblings and I all waited for the garri to rise before dipping our spoons in, I decided that this life of poverty I could no longer condone.
So as early as 3:00am in the morning, I in company of two of my very close friends boarded a bus and from thence we prepared for our journey to Italy through the desert.
After months of suffering in the desert and I lost my best friend Eseosa to hunger and the other Ehi to Thirst, we arrived Italy by boat. But from there on we took a straight bus to another country, the name, unknown to us.
We waited for a while, as the bus which I boarded was soon stopped by police officers or atleast I thought they were and they started asking for everyone's visa's...
Panic rocketed through my body as my life began to flash before my eyes... After months of suffering and even losing my two best buddies in the desert, constant fights over water or even urine, I was going to be deported! No way, my fate couldn't possibly be that bad...
Thus when it got to my turn, I broke down into hot real tears... "I'm a citizen I pleaded, my parents abandoned me... Oh God why!"... The tears continued with catarrh coming from my nose and hiccups later on... And the white officers were amazed, thus they took me to a refugee camp and that was where I met Kayla, the beautiful white nurse who seemed to like me...
Efforts were made to help me, since I was abandoned by my parents, but as soon as I got hold of a phone, I called straight home to Naija, and when my brother Odion picked up after putting the call on loudspeaker I said "Guy... I don cross o" and there were screams of jubilation...
... The Economy put us up to it...
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