“Babe, you need to be careful with the way you're going because I don't really think Alfred loves you with the way you're claiming it,” said Modupe. But Mary felt reluctant to listen to her friend.“Will you just let it be? I guess you're jealous because he didn't choose you, but I'm glad he did,” replied Modupe.“Well, the ball is in your court; you just have to play it well so that you won't get hurt while playing it,” replied back Mary.

“Oh no! You’ve started again, you! This girl, if I get hold of you, you will hate yourself “. This sounds like a frustrating word from my sister because I'm excellent at looking for her trouble, especially when she's inside the room alone, pressing her phone. I will walk slowly to our room, open the door widely, run back, and wait for her to chase me. But she would rather shout at the top of her voice to warn me.  Most often, I do enjoy her company when playing together, but if she decides to stay alone, pressing her, I do feel lonely. But I do make a target of disturbing her because my mum warns her not to touch me as the last born of the house.

Home seems boring to me, after graduating from senior secondary school, adding up to the point of staying at home for the meantime because my senior secondary certificate is not out yet. I find it challenging to be alone without anyone to talk to when everyone has gone out for their daily activities, except on weekends when I have my sibling at home to play with.

Temi was delighted when PPA was given to all the corpers in the camp, but her own was not given to her. The sole reason was that she applied for deployment to the state of her choice. She was delighted to go back to her parent's place, with the hope of resting a little before reporting to the state of her choice. On her way back home, she checked her portal to confirm if the deployment had worked out for her. 'Oh yes! It worked out" " she shouted with all her delightful hearts. Getting home, her parents were happy for her, but she later got news from her friend that she should try her best by getting a job that would pay her well. Waiting for the NYSC to post her would not run in her favor. So, the best was to search for a paying job just as she was advised by her friends.

There seems to be a joy within me when I know that I will be going to school. The home had been boring to me due to my mum's nagging, complaining bitterly about my unnecessary mistakes. Sometimes, I make mistakes. Is she really my biological mother? But at the same time, I try to ignore it because I don't want any issues with her. Even looking at it vividly many times, I do prefer to talk to mad or chat with him more often than my mum.

It seems to be my happiest day, waking up with the excitement of being a graduate after four years in a higher institution, also my parents' pride. Though it was not an easy journey, I'm glad to be a graduate. After the convocation, I decided to stay at home for a few months before going to service (NYSC). One cool afternoon, Uncle Mike visited us at home, seeing me, he felt surprised. He was like, why am I still at home? He thought I would be working in an organization since I am a graduate already. I told him I wanted to rest a bit at home before working and I intended to go for service (NYSC) cos that was what I wanted in my mind. I’ve been dreaming and eagerly want to wear the uniform confidently as a graduate and make a proud walk for people to know that I'm a graduate.