My love for nature is second to none. Sitting under a tree reading a book or at the pool side sipping coffee is where you will always find me.
Walking at the road touching trees, sniffing flowers, playing in the rain, walking through mud puddles, playing or talking to pet and watching birds fly are my hobbies.
Growing up, people found my love for nature weird. While my mates used makeup and artificial perfumes, I found joy in decorating my hair with flowers and removing scent from flowers as a perfume. At school, Times without numbers, I was beaten and sent out of the classroom to go remove flowers from my hair and it wasn't unusual of me smelling like a flower.
My name is Becky, I'm the last child in a family of three children. My dad is a very rich business tycoons, my mum was also into business but I lost her to death at the age of fourteen, I miss her but from childhood, I've always been closer to my father hence I don't feel her absence that much. While my father was loving and caring, my mother was strict and bold which was the main reason for my closeness to my father.
My first brother Rico attends Munoz college at America. Me and my sister Tabitha seniors me in only two years are both secondary school graduates.
No one would see me and Tabitha and believe she is my senior, not only did I look more mature than her in appearance, I was also more mature in character and intelligence. It was a usual thing to see Tabitha asking me for help in arithmetic and to hear my dad screaming at Tabitha to be a senior for once.
I was laid on the grass at the back of our house reading an e-book on my phone.
Becky... Becky, my sister Tabitha called.
Yes Tabitha, I replied turning attention from my phone to her.
Dad told me that brother Rico called that he is coming back from America and tomorrow is your eighteenth birthday, how about we go to the bakery and buy you a cake, Tabitha said.
But Tomorrow is my birthday, not today, I replied lazily.
Come on. With Rico around, there will be so much work to do tomorrow. I doubt we will be chanced to go to the bakery unless you don't want a birthday cake, Tabitha replied and rolled her eyes.
I sighed and got up from the grass.
Tabitha wanted calling a driver to drive us to the bakery but I insisted we trek so I could get fresh air.
And pick flowers on the road, Tabitha added with a mock hiss.
We waved to our gateman and left the compound into the street.
We were almost close to the bakery when a fair tall guy walked to us and asked for a location of a school.
Before Tabitha could say a word, a powdery substance was blown on us. I felt my head spin and the last thing I remembered was a black Volvo emerge from nowhere and drove speedily to us.
When I opened my eyes, I was in a dark room with very little light penetrating in from a high window.
I laid still until my eyes got used to the darkness. I immediately scanned the room, it was like a deck. there were girls everywhere, some sitting and some laid down.
Tabitha, I called but got no response, only soft whispering.
Tabitha, I screamed and tried to jump up.
A soft hand held me back.
Be still so you won't bring them in, a girl whispered to me softly.
Bring who in? I asked.
Our abductors. You and another girl were the last girls they brought in...
Where is the other girl? I asked.
She is here I think, she replied.
Tabitha, I screamed.
The girl threw her hand over my mouth.
We were told that whoever screams will be thrown alive into the sea, she said.
Into the sea? I asked.
Yes, we were in a deck in a boat...
A boat? I cut in shocked.
Yes. A boat and we are on a sea leaving Nigeria, she replied.
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