All Chapters of Finding My Missing Piece: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13
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Haunted
Yes, it’s Sunday which means we are going to church. We had to drive out of the estate and it was my first time being amongst so many people after I came home. I noticed the way strangers had their gazes lingered on us, some in admiration, some in confusion and others in emotions I didn’t pay any attention to. I tried my best to ignore it and block off the curious gazes. I am pretty sure I am not the first fair complexioned person they’ve seen all their lives. I remember being called ‘witch eyes’ by the other children in primary school because everyone else had brown eyes and I didn’t, they said whoever looked into my eyes would get cursed. Worst days of my life. Being biracial isn’t sugar and honey. I know how many times I silently asked God why I didn’t get beautiful dark brown skin and brown eyes like mom or Kaima’s caramel skin and bright brown eyes. I wanted to be normal, to be like everyone else. But being different is what makes you unique and what makes you, you. We should l
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5 years ago... part 1
Sneakily, Taiwo tip-toed into his grandfather’s study, being as quiet and stealthy as he possibly could, his eyes constantly gazing around to ensure no one had seen him. Quietly, he opened the lowest drawer lock with a pin he had found outside and, to his utmost surprise, after a few twists and turns, the lock snapped opened. A victorious grin spread across his face as he laid eyes on the documents inside the drawer, his international passport, birth certificate and all the original copies of other important documents needed to leave the country and start anew. He took them out with a smile and carefully put them into his backpack along with the flight tickets he had secretly bought a week ago; finally, everything he needs is complete. He left the study coolly with his usual grim expression plastered on his face. He couldn’t let anyone notice his happiness. Things were finally going his way this once in his life and yet he could not show it. No one could know, or it would be a waste o
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Not again
Emelie's POV Whenever I look at Zara, the guilt in my heart engulfs me. It gets difficult to breathe and my only solace is seeing her smile, seeing her being happy. I know what I'm doing is wrong, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her, right? The way she limped up the stairs still disturbs me. Kaima was simply careless and I couldn't stop myself from throwing daggers at her with my eyes... she was too occupied to notice, anyway. She sat opposite me on our study table but she was too engrossed and at some intervals too excited to be the same girl who always groans at the sight of her books. Even I wouldn't and I can say for a fact that I love studying, except... I zoomed my sight on the book in her hands. That wasn't her basic technology textbook. It's a novel, one that isn't part of her literature class and the title- 'One night with the playboy' "A night with the casa nova?! Seriously?" She jolted but quickly recovered and looked at me with a shy smile as she closed the novel,
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