I lay on the sofa recalling past events and beautiful memories.
Life's really a game, so I thought.
Some play theirs so well while others just move on with whatever is tossed at them.
I had my diary in hand which used to be my treasure years back. I had bumped into it while searching for something else and for the past hour, it kept me smiling.
Smiling maybe at how young I was and laughing at how stupid I was. It brought back the good old memories of my youth.
I tried to play how beautiful life would have been if everything had gone as I had earlier planned.
I came across a page where I had drawn out a life plan for my future.
Well, everything seemed to have fallen in place except one.
I wasn't married at 33 which completely opposed the age 23 my diary bore. I was ten years late!!
My name is Amarachukwu ,though I'm often times called Amara.
For the next few days, I would be telling my story.
Please note that this is the first draft of my story. It has not been professionally EDITED or PROOFREAD
Updates would be dropping every Friday.
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MY YEARS WITHOUT YOU
General Fiction"What's happening?, why are they taking you away? Say something already!! Please say something" I broke down in hot tears as I dragged him trying to set him free from their grip. "I'm sorry babe" he mouthed as tears dropped from his eyes. I watch...
