Small Town Girl Story

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.

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

head and I kissed her

Mia's teacher, picked up Mia's backpack and lunch back then

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into a frown when Mia and I stepped into our home. Everywhere was a mess, it was the exact opposite of how I left it this morning. Thanks to my baby daddy who was always giving me so much works 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

when I had to run errands. He doesn't pay Mia's school fees, I buy groceries most of the time, I pay the house rent. He only gave

what to do, maybe we should get separated but I don't want my daughter to grow up without a father but as things are going now, I think getting separated is better because I can't let my daughter see the mess her father makes every day. God this is not how I want

are you crying? Are you hungry?" My daughter brought me out of my thought and wipe away my tears

my eyes that is why there is

I take her to the 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 rich but am happy

Flashback

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

saw my mother also with him, I had a feeling that this is not going to end well because I can see that my father face change when he saw

and get married to the love of your life but am sorry to tell you that I afford to pay your college

everything around me just stops because

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 you want to give me for my

that College fee is little money? How many months 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

know what to say or do, I said thanks to them and went to my room, hug my pillow, and cry till I fell asleep