I will never forget this vacation in a hurry 😭😪

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It's me again, Welcome to my blog once again,for another wonderful and exciting episode of my post for this week contest.
We all know that the topics are very interesting and I can't resist writing them all.

My today's entry will be on my vacation story, how I almost ruin my life and regret traveling

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The vacation

This happened exactly around September like this last year, during our 8 months strike. I got tired and bored of staying at home. yeah, even though I was working I didn't focus, I wasn't really interested in what I was doing.

One faithful day, my aunt called my mom that she should released me to come over to Calabar and stay with her. I was really excited because I haven't been with her for a while now so when I heard the news, I was really happy I said " ha!!! Finally, I'm travelling".

My parents set a date for me to travel and they told my auntie I was coming on a Sunday. My aunt was like, "okay, since I am are coming on the Same day her daughter is coming back to Calabar since he was here in uyo, we should come together on Sunday morning. Okay, it was agreed.

But on that Sunday morning, something really funny happened. As I was waiting for my Aunt daughter expecting her to return all the calls I called her, but she did not. I was feeling okay with the vacation but in anyways I didn't pay attention to it, I just wanted to travel.

My parents were late to church because they needed to know that have left. So when she finally took my call she said

" Oh, senior, I forgot, I left already and I am in the park and bus is about leaving" I wasn't finding this funny.

That was the first warning I had that the vacation won't be a great one, but I didn't pay attention because I just wanted to travel.

I left to park, I did everything and we moved. Reaching Calabar, I saw my aunt daughter there. I was like " itoro, what you did wasn't fair at all…."That was the beginning of my vacation. The first two weeks of my stay there was fun, interesting, I felt I shouldn't go back home and I even prayed for the strike to be extended again.

My thrid week was the real vacation,... I started starving and when I ask my aunt for money to cook, she won't reply instead she will be like, " I have children to Carter for"🙄🙄🙆 me sef, I come shock 😯😯.

In the morning, I will go to her shop and stay, make sales for her yet without food.

Sometimes, I will just be speechless. I won't just say a word to her.

A day came, and her children started insulting me and I thank God for a heart of patience that he gave me.

I was insulted and I felt the pains of the insults, and I regretted coming over. They did not just stop the insults with me, instead they extended to my parents and siblings.😭😪😰😞 Every day all I did was to cry and cry and I didn't have peace of mind.

My aunt and his husband are political people and they usually come back home in the middle of the night from 1am smelling alcohol and you expect their children to be respectful when the haven't hard good home training. But the beautiful thing is that, they also insult their parents and relatives too.

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One day, I don't know if my aunt drank too much. But I can remember how she came home and called me from sleep, reaching out to her, she gave me the slap of my entire life that even my parents haven't slapped me that way before,

Ladies and gentlemen 😅🤣 I saw the 9 planet with tears gushing out from my eyes.

She shouted " how dare you' who gave you the audacity to touch my Maggie" I come the reason am Maggi that I made food for your children and every ti eat then she punished me that night by giving me her clothes, her husband's clothes and children's clothes to wash in the middle of that night.

I come the reason am, I wish I didn't come. I told my parents about it and they told me to come home.

When I told my aunt I wanted to go home, she said "No…… you can't, you just came I told I had something to do, still she didn't allow me.

People of God, that was how I stayed there seeing all the naughty sheges I received there. I was so speechless.. sometimes I wonder how her house maids cope.

One faithful day in October, I was in her shop when I saw that the strike has been called off. I was the happiest student ever lived. My joy knew no bound.

When my aunty came back home, I told her about it and she said it's a lie that they can't call it off. I look her like this 😂😂😂

The week of resumption came, and I told her to allow me to go she said" it's too early" I replied " nooo….. aunty, I'm staying in the hostel, I need to go and arrange and wash all my stuff for school" finally, she agreed and I went home.

Reaching my father's house, I knelt down and thank God for sustaining my life over there. I was happy I left because I didn't enjoy a beat of the vacation.

I realised I had the time to change my mind from going over there because I had serveral signs and reasons I should have stayed back. But I just wanted to go on a vacation like others used to.

Like this, nothing will make me carry myself out from my father's house to Calabar for Vacation.

Truly vacation really went wrong, I never had a good time there.

Mmenyene cares ❣️💓