CHAPTER ONE
The weather was cold which made Temidayo shiver, it was six O’clock in the
evening but everywhere was dark as if it was 8:30 pm because it rained cats and dogs
which made everyone run helter-skelter during the day. It was the rainy season and she
hated the season because it made her feel cold. She was nine years old, golden brown in
complexion, tall and thin, and she was a smart girl. She was in primary five, which was
the apex class in her school. Everyone around her liked her because she was friendly,
honest, brilliant, and cheerful. She resided in Ebute-Metta East, Lagos with her parents
but during holidays, she lived with her grandmother at Ebute-Metta West.
It was Sunday evening; her palms and feet were cold because the night was cold.
She ate her dinner and was ready to sleep. She slept on her bed while her mother
covered her with a blanket. “Sleep well sweetie,” said her mother. “Good night mum,”
she replied.
Her parents were neither too rich nor poor, but they lived in a good house that
was well-furnished. Her mother woke up as early as 4 a.m. to clean the necessary things
that needed to be cleaned in the house, she woke her, bathed her, and cooked for the
family. The food was set in the dining, and they all ate, then Temidayo was taken to
school by her father. “Listen attentively when your teacher is teaching you and always
ask questions when you don’t understand okay.” Advised, her dad. “Yes Daddy, I will.”
She replied with a smile on her face. “That’s my baby girl, and don’t associate with bad
friends.” He concluded. “I won’t dad, bye.” She replied hurriedly while hugging her dad
and zoomed off.
