Daggers of Love
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s Pers
an also bring pain. It can hurt deeply. It's like a sharp blade-
ed, my face swollen and bleedin
a lie. I'm not even sure they care of what they b
ned between us was with love and consent. I could
"What makes you think someone like her would be with someone like you? S
sts to punch and
't do. And the nightmare didn't stop there. Her parents had made a deal
ospital nine times. The pain hasn't stopped. People see me as a disgrace
gang leader asked again as they surrounded me.
ease... we loved each other. I didn't do anything to hu
said she asked for help with her studies, and you took advantage of
id, "Let's deal with him, a
inful journey. My family and I have always liv
e, with good days and bad. Lagos was where we stayed-a busy, fast
lly on my father's side. But being smart di
ryone admired him in school. He wanted to be a surgeon, but thi
ob in the medical field. He shared stories of rejection letters
d his class. He wanted to be a scientist. But even with all his efforts and hi
us pain? We work so hard-reading, studying, staying up late-and still,
feel, son. Education is supposed to help us, but the world we live in has mad
, promise me you'll do your best to
st because they had connections. After many disappointments, he gave up on his dreams. He worked a
came from who you knew, not how
was bruised, my ribs ached, and my mind kept replaying what happened. The nurses barely sp
All I could do was think-and thinki
d I ge
The way she made me feel seen, like I mattered i
e was A
ealth, yes, but she was kind. Thoughtful. S
as real. It is true what they say "The deepest cuts don't come from enemies
should protect
rst-until I saw the look in the officer's eyes. Cold. Certain. T
had money.
nt truth. Mine
or. They printed lies before I even got a chance to speak. My family tried to fight
urt more than
rison, I
and endured what I couldn't. The guards were cruel. The inmates cruele
n the way they wanted-broken and bitter-but in
walls of my cell, when no one was watching. I wrote about my
ng they couldn't ta
and though I was locked a
longer ju
een truth and lies
let the world f
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