EYES: Chronicles of a teenage seer

I was not your usual sixteen-year-old. I am Nigerian Canadian, my both parents are Nigerian, I have been here all her life so I’m Canadian. Grabbed my glasses; they are my eyes, because I cannot see without them. I got into a boring tee-shirt that said VISION and a pair of skinny jeans, I put her frizzy afro curls in a messy bun and so much booby pins to actually make it look really good. Bag, sneakers, books, car keys, out of the house, I said in my head as I grabbed each thing. My

I was bothered, I wouldn’t survive the noise, the crowded place. How I’m I going to survive going to a party tonight?!‘Hi’, I said and Mom looked up from her computer screen.‘This cant be good?’, she said and I nodded. Mom and I did have talks once in a while, it was hard to forgive her after I spent my summer in a mental facility two years ago but I let go of it. I sat down on her chair in the dimly lit home office just next to the library, the room used to be dad’s room till mom burnt al his clothes and

Hey, its been two nights and my life has already taken a drastic turn. Well, remember when I said I would never attend a party?. Well, I did and then I nearly got killed by two people and  they think I am Beck’s hyna that’s some kinda gangster word for girlfriend and now they want to kill me to get to him. Well, that’s pretty much it I guessA knock on my window and I looked up to see Beck. I walked to my  door first and looked out into the hallway.

Then I ran into the crowded hallways. I walked to my locker to get my books out and when my locker opened a note fell out. This had never happened in all my sixteen years of being a teenage girl. I picked the paper up and looked around to make sure no one saw that. I opened it and the word spilled out of them in my head, I felt dizzy reading, I was so scared I couldn’t lose Rivers like that, I needed to go to Beck and fast. I ran to class and fell into the empty seat in between Beck and one of his friends from earlier.

 It felt so good to shower the next day and it was just because of the call Beck and I had, I suddenly felt like Cinderella and I was singing all about love on repeat in the shower, my shampoo bottle was my microphone and I had such a lovely and attentive audience, my conditioner, soap, toothpaste, and toothbrush pay so much attention. OMG, I was losing my mind but I was not complaining. I might like someone. Like I have a freaking crush, now I knew and understood how the girls in the movies felt. Like my speaker knew the mood I was in right at that moment, it started blasting Sweet addiction by the queen, Billie Elish. This was the best bath I had ever had, I’m talking since the day I was born, I mean it didn’t feel half this good to have all the blood and mucus from the womb be washed off my skin this good and boy was I