Myriads Shades Of Mirabel

My name is Mirabelle, but my friends call me Mira for short, i'm barely seventeen and about to enter a new phase of my life, I just got admitted into the university of my dreams to study accounting which was not actually what I intended to study at first, but because that was where my mark in post utme landed me or I was not just so lucky....but I accepted to study it anyways because I was determined to leave the house, which I and my siblings called "cage house" funny right? I'm the third child in the family of seven, five adorable children plus my parents making us seven. I loved my family so much but I don't like displaying emotions and all those stuffs.I came from a very loving family, my dad was very strict and restricted us from doing many stuffs which was for our own good but I was fed up and determined to explore the world and live my life to the fullest, I wanted FREEDOM but it was obvious I never really knew the true meaning of that word."Hope you

It was Monday morning and I had class by eight thirty, I immediately picked up my tooth brush, brushed my teeth and dressed up hurriedly. I didn't want to be late for my first class that I even forgot to eat. I was late already because it was already few minutes to nine. My roommates were still on bed when I left the room. I was walking very fast towards my faculty I accidentally bumped into a girl. 'watch it' she yelled furiously before I could even apologize.As I got into the Hall we were to have the lecture, it was so jam-packed and hot, and most of the fans were not working. Some of the chairs were even broken and the lecturer was not yet in class. "The lecturer must surely use a public address system unless we won't hear a thing" I muttered to the girl sitting close to me and she only nodded. I looked around and noticed that the hall was too small for the number of people in it and other students were still trooping in. People that came after some minutes ha

Saturday's were my best days in a week. Back at home I usually do the laundry and clean up every Saturday with my siblings, but here in school it was kind of different because I actually do it almost every day. Even though it was usually a hectic day for me I usually loved it 'cos there was still time to rest in the evening after all the work and I usually watched my favourite tv programme after doing all the chores. I loved Saturdays because it was the day I always had time to spend with my family apart from Sundays, Sundays were different because before we go to service and return and start receiving visitors time would have already elapsed and my parents would be too busy for us. I always wanted my parents time and attention especially my mom but as I clocked sixteen I cared little of how much time they spent with us.Today was like every other Saturdays and I couldn't help but be glad that I had no lecture to attend because it was always a lecture free day. I woke up, did the

I woke up feeling so happy and blessed like someone who just won a lottery. The weather was very cold. I stretched my hand to put off the fan that was blowing 'cos It looked like i was going to catch cold.Looking around the room I noticed that bolu and Ashley were gone, their beds were empty and neatly arranged.I stepped out of the my bed. I hadn't seen my bunky since I came back. I noticed she had put a wrapper round her corner like a curtain, so you couldn't see who was inside. I didn't know if I'd be invading her privacy by raising the curtain to check if she was around. but on a second thought we've been very close these few months so it wouldn't is really matter. I went on in raising the curtain or would I say wrapper, but I was shocked on what I saw. She was not alone on the bed, some other girl was there with and the abruptly stopped what they were doing when they saw. We stared back at each other in shock without saying a word and when I could finally get my voice back I m

"Get that dirty pot out of this room, will you? Chioma yelled at boolu. I looked up from the book I was reading as boolu stood up reluctantly from the bed. Boolu was not a very neat person. She left the pot she cooked with, with some leftover food inside unwashed for almost a week until it started to stink of rottenness and she was fond of doing that. Perhaps she loved the smell of dirt thought in amusement, like my sis at home who loved the smell of diesel, or she was just lazy.Chioma and I had not been very friendly after the minor incident, or would I say she has been avoiding me. We had been close before when she found out I was from eastern part of the country just like her until then."Sorry guys, I actually thought I washed it yesterday, Ashley don't look at me like that please" boolu said rolling her eyes." That's a lie, you always do that, you are fond of doing it, it's not the first time, and it's not that you forgot" said Ashley. 'Hope you studied home economics in prim