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Twenty Nine
~Adam~
There's always something about Kunle's house.
Or home.
The laughter.
The laughter always seems to echo through the whole house, bouncing off the four corners of the whole house.
The loud chatters never cease.
The home this house embodies.
I made a last-minute decision to follow him home instead of going home. It was going to be too toxic for me to return to that house anyway.
Kunle wasn't his usual chatty self on the drive home. He figured out something was wrong with me when I missed all the classes and he knew better than to probe, him and Sophia. It went down the drain once and it wasn't a memorable time.
It was the first time I understood the extent of the impact of Sophia's ange
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PERFECTLY IMPERFECT Prologue
She learnt what it meant to suck in belly at age 10.It was a Saturday and she was going to the park with her family. Her sister came into her room all dressed up like the cinderalla she was."Kunmi, you're still not dressed? It's like you don't want to go to the park with us.""My gown..."She trailed off as her sister left the room without even a backward glance. She tried putting on the gown once again but it got stucked on her chest and she couldn't even wear it pass her chest.After series of trials and with the state of almost suffocation, she gave up and pulled the dress over her head. She sat down, staring at her stupid, fat and ugly body.Why can't I just have a nice stature like my sister's?"Oluwabukunmi, it's time oo. Let's go."She heard her mother's voice but she remained where
PERFECTLY IMPERFECT One
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PERFECTLY IMPERFECT Two
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PERFECTLY IMPERFECT Three
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PERFECTLY IMPERFECT Four
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