Amebo diaries.

Yesterday, Mama Yinka beat Risikat. It was a show for the neighbours who lead a dull life… Ergo me. As usual, she was convinced Risikat was the one that had done one unbecoming crime. This time, I think she found the zip of one of her expensive purses spoilt. Mama Yinka made me remember Mohammed… Continue reading Amebo diaries.

What if…

They say losing someone you love is like losing a part of your own body. An eye or a leg, but it’s far worse, especially when it’s your fault. It was my 18th birthday. The party was planned and organized by my bestfriend, Lola, so, obviously, it was grand. Lola’s parents were very wealthy, so… Continue reading What if…