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Ahuba arrived at the Ekanem Children's home a tiny, frail, quiet thing carefully bundled in an almost threadbare, amber coloured, Hi-target wrapper. She went about her business silently and never caused trouble for the other children, the childcare workers or anyone for that matter. She favoured the woodshed and dark corridors where she stayed for hours and brooded on nothing. Sister Unyime the Matron who went by Sisi consistently told Ahuba that she was a possessed girl on a mission, having killed her mother during childbirth therefore, she was evil. “ ifot, Witch!. Stop hiding in corners and giving others the scare of their lives. You're an old, evil soul and if you keep this up, ma'basi, by God you'll never find yourself in a family and even if you did, the mother who'll adopt you should be warned." Ahuba never did find a family. At a tender age when other children dreamt of going to parks, visiting museums and finding themselves in loving homes, she had vio...

Hi, welcome to my blog. I am super excited to have you here and I cannot wait to begin this journey with you. My name is Blessing. I am a Nigerian writer, model, and human rights advocate (huge portfolio right??). You must be wondering, what is she up to? I'm wondering so myself, lol. This is my first blog and I cannot tell you how happy it makes me that I finally have a space where I can share with you the things going on in my head.  For years I procrastinated about blogging, hit a huge block, and lost my muse for writing. I cried for days because I couldn't understand how all of a sudden that spark was gone. That magical warmth flowed inside of me and manifested itself in the form of words. How did it happen? It was unreal.  Every single day I wept my frustration before I finally moved on because after trying hard and failing to regain my lost spark, I decided it was fate. I wasn't meant to be a writer after all and like other career paths I'd chosen in the past, wr...