I was dropped in the student health center with the school nurse before my kinda good Samaritan ran away without a care what will later happen to me.
I was quickly rushed to the emergency center, they were trying so hard to keep me alive but I lost so much blood.
I really want to say that they try their best but we all know that I am going to die, they shake their head knowing that they have done their best and put me on borrowed time or borrowed life.
They left my ward silently, I couldn't move, but I was having some thought flying my head, mostly is about my life.
My name is Femi(another name) and I am from Nigeria 🇳🇬, but I moved to the United States 5 years ago, I am the firstborn in my family, also the firstborn out of three children of my parents.
I want to die and kill myself ever since I was 5 years old.
People could see that on my face and the reason is my parents and life, my parents are control freak especially my mom who is a manipulator, always looking for ways to beat me and punish minus my Siblings who are better than me in all ways especially my brother who is my twin brother Daniel(another name), I am older with an hour, he is smart in my studies, handsome and builds, let say he is good, while my little sister also the baby of the house Esther, also smart in school unlike me, the black sheep of the family.