Edet's Diary..

I have been living with my uncle in lagos ever since i recognise myself, life in the city with my uncle is very terrible for me but as a kid then there is nothing i could do that time. My uncle's wife and two kids are just like a bone in my neck as well. I spend most of my nights sleeping in the kitchen, my uncle managed to register me in a public primary school very far to the house that i will have to walk extra miles before getting home. Afterwhich i will get home drop my rag looking bag and hawk groundnut under the hot sun. My uncle's wife is a very wicked and no nonsence woman she only wants the best for her own children. Each time we are on a visit to see my parents they will buy me good cloths,trying to convince them that am been taken care of well..i will fall down to my mother's leg and wept bitterly to explain how am living over there to her but she wouldn't listen to me. The gifts brought from lagos for them would have filled her heart...Will i continue to live like this..
Am writing this short article to explain my plights to fellow Nigerians, pls i need your advice.