“Are you sure about this?” Dared asked for the millionth time as he watched Aramide finish dressing up.   The girl sighed and turned around, She had been facing the mirror for a while and she could see the worried look Dared was continuously shooting in her direction. She frowned as she picked up her bag and spoke “I can't hide forever remember?” She sighed as picked up her things are headed out the door, Dared was hot on her heels, a million and one reasons running through his mind as to why he should not allow her to leave the most prominent meaning that he would lose her, but the reality was, He had already lost her.   “Aramide you—” Dared could barely finish his words before Aramide cut him off with a look, a look that clearly said she wasn't going to discuss it further, it was one of her looks that he had to admit made her look even more beautiful but still displeased him. He sighed as his shoulders slu

The song had already began.   For every bride, their wedding day was the happiest day of their lives,long white veils and a long beautiful dress, The moment of control that you were deciding exactly how and whom you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. at least that was what the fairy tales said right? but reality was always far from fantasy.    Aramide's off shoulder wedding gown was designed with diamond stones spread across the upper side of the gown, She wore her shoes, and put on her veil. You know when one's circumstances test them in such a way that they are lost between being grateful for the chances they have and feeling unfortunate for the chances they lost, Aramide was at this spot. This painful point of in between, she didn't know whether to cry or tell or laugh, She felt frozen, traumatized, in shock. She hadn't uttered word since the incident. She sighed and  accepted her fate

With time, Our skins get older, Our health becomes weaker too, but our mentalities get older with Experiences.          "That's it!" Aramide glared as her eyes met the blue base that had just been knocked down. “What did I tell you about running around the house?" She scolded as she pulled on her meanest face    "But momma!" Aracely whined. She didn't mean to run around like that, She was just a bit hyper. Aramide glared at her daughter for a bit before she wiped the look off her face and said "you'll be the end of me" she muttered.    "No, no, no" A thick accent called out, Aramide rolled her eyes, just what she needed "I am the only one that will be the end of you" Dared commented out of nowhere.   "Daddy!" Aracely screamed as She ran to her father and engulfed him in a hug, The eight-year had always been her father's daughter, probab

       “Momma...” Aramide whispered as her hands delicately grazed the gravestone in front of her, a tear fell and hit the pavement. “I'm sorry for not coming to see you for the past few years” She held back a sob, Before she whimpered, ”It's just been tough you know” She finished as her eye watered with tears that threatened to fall.        Aramide had just gotten back to Nigeria, Lagos State, She was currently at the Cemetery where her mother had been buried. Dared had insisted on coming along, but Aramide had shut him off, She needed to do this alone. Face all her struggles alone as she had done over the years, this was her fight, her mother, and her life       Aramide clutched the Roses in her hands tighter before she whispered “I'm sure you are looking down at me right now,” She looked up to the sky “I hope I haven't failed you as a daughter,” she said as she stared at the name inscribed

“I got a call from her school saying she was unconscious, when we arrived at the hospital the doctor said she had gone into a coma, and now, They've put her on life support—”   Aramide froze. Tears didn't dare grace her eyes and memories lacked the audacity to invade her mind. Her eyes remain glued to the small frame that was laid on the bed tied to too many tubes for her to count, that tiny little frame that was her entire world.    Until now, Aramide didn't know how to pray, But today she was begging God for another chance, just one more chance, one more chance so her daughter could live. She would give anything her daughter's place.   The frame seemed smaller and smaller by the moment, The only thing stopping her from rushing into that tiny hospital room was the glass between them, Aramide placed her hands on the glass, the only barrier between her and her little girl, her little princess, her drama quee