A BETTER PLACE
Just the other day, my secondary school classmates and I were celebrating our graduation anniversary. Wow! How time flies. These years gone already. We began reminiscing on the day we graduated. You could imagine the excitements on our faces that day. We were finally leaving the prison we had been held in for six whole years. But we had mixed reactions, too. I still remember that day vividly. The tears and everything. I remember those who said weren't going to cry. They were the ones who cried the most. Then the strong ones. The ones who laughed as a way of their own sorrow, I guess. We didn't cry because we were weak, we cried because the fact remained that no matter how much we had suffered in those six years, we created memories. Memories that would continue to linger for as long as ever. We were surely going to miss each other. The thoughts of not seeing some people again. Like never again. I would never forget the words of S/LT D.C Akpagu that day. These were his words: