Just like every other day after my job as a waiter, I proceeded to the locker room and changed back into my casual clothes. Being a waiter isn't anyone's dream job, it isn't what I love to do but I have no choice because I need to provide for my daughter and me

After changing back into the clothes I wore to work this morning, I grabbed my handbag and make my way out of the restaurant building. I work in a restaurant but yeah, I work as a waiter.

Coming out of the restaurant building, I turned to my right and began to work down the road to my daughter's preschool which was a few minutes' walk away from where I work.

My lips curved into a small smile when I remember my daughter. Her name is Mia, she looks so much like me. She's smart and she's my life. She's my source of motivation and I promise myself to always do my best to give her a good life, a life far better than mine.  

Moments later, I arrived at Mia's preschool. I was talking with her Teacher when I heard that very familiar voice.

"Mama," Mia said excitedly before running up to me.

I smiled, crouched down to my knees, and spread out my hands, ready to hug her.

"My love, I missed you," I said as I embraced her into a hug and kissed her forehead.

"Miss you too mama." She grinned at me.

good to Aunty Maya today?" I asked my little girl, referring to the

nodded her head and I kissed her cheek for being a

backpack and lunch

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to do. He couldn't care less about personal hygiene and I'm honestly fed up with him. He never helps with cleaning the house, running errands, or doing dishes and laundry. Instead, I have to remind him

not even to watch over Mia when I had to run errands. He doesn't pay Mia's school fees, I buy groceries most

separated is better because I can't let my daughter see the mess her father makes every

"Mama, why are you crying? Are you hungry?" My daughter brought me out of my thought and

not crying something enter my eyes that is why there is water in my

living room to watch kids TV and clean the entire house then make food us. How I wish to go back to my life before I came to California, I am not

Flashback

I am from Nigeria, I am 18 years old, I am the first child of my parent and I have 2 younger brothers, we are not rich but my parent still affords to put

to me after dinner, after dinner I went to meet him and I saw my mother also with him, I had a feeling that this is not going to end well because I can

job, and get married to the love of your life but am sorry to tell

just stops because I always say nothing will disturb my education till I finish College.

"Please dad and mum I know you are trying for us but please how much is the college fee? I will go out and find any job and you can add it to the little

did you think you can work that will complete the whole fees? We don’t want you to start college now and drop out halfway because of school fees. I promise you that I and your dad will try our

do, I said thanks to them and went to my room, hug

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