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RAYS OF HOPE PART 3

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I and the Smiths. "I'm sorry about your Mum...” she said. Forty minutes later, I sneaked out of the hospital to the nearest ice cream vendor and bought two large cones for us.  I hid the ice cream in my cloths when I got to the reception and pass the Argus eyed nurses on duty.  Immediately I got back into her ward, we closed the door and we began licking them. "Thanks Rose" she said, devouring the ice-cream as quickly as she could with all the wires and tubes attached to the body "I have been begging mum for ice cream for almost three months now but she wouldn't let me touch it, she keeps saying it is doctor's order that I shouldn't touch ice cream" I laughed at this. "Eat everything then if you can" I encouraged “if you need more, I'll get it because I have magic and the nurses will never see me when I walk past them in the reception." I said conspiratorially. We were still licking the ice cream when her par

ANGEL OF HOPE PART TWO.

LIFE OUTSIDE HIGH SCHOOL. While we were expecting our results, many of us traveled out of Lagos. Some of us began learning one handiwork or the other. The rest of us began working in different p[laces as office assistants, cleaners etc. on my part, my mum got me a job as a messenger in a law firm. The work was good but the pay sucks like seriously. The firm was owned by two renown SANs  and it was the most prominent law firm in Mushin with over ten staff excluding the drivers, messengers and cleaners. In June, our result came out but I failed woefully because I had 7 Ds and 2 Es. I almost cry when I checked it online. I knew I was not smart enough to study hard for the exam yet, I needed someone to hold responsible and to blame for my failure. I felt it unfair that I could failed woefully like that. When my mum saw the result in the evening, she was sadder  than I was. I told you she said. Michael, despite all the money I borrowed  from a Corporative Society, see the result y