Baskadia

Been an undergraduate for me was all fun this I cultivated a life style I've tried to fight against but the possibility is barely viable. As a child, sleeping was fun but the journey of life and its excesses, comes with deprivation of the joy and merriment of childhood as a result of migrating to adulthood.

Worst case scenario is coming from an environment I happened to come from. It was no joy and then there's need to achieve shine fest to be among those who makes the difference. Education in the community I happen to find myself want that sorted after by the youngsters but the few who were previledged had to be at theory best to stay in the system else you're thrown drastically into the street by your family and it happens unconsciously. The number of younger children that rums the street of an area known as Ikot Oku , in Uyo along Abak road precisely became slowly increasing and then threatening to the indigenous people and visitors and the constant increase in crime rate slow grew and blew out of proportion and beyond control. More strange lives and happenings inevitably set in as a result of the introduction of various social religious activities and fraternities. Those were the killing buttons. There was /is a magnitude of divisibility among the indigene base on the fraternal differences. The street and the people in the town will chuckle and giggle all as one in the day time and the night that comes in comes with the looks the dreads to kill. There is no understanding or security for night wanderers because even the security that are there at night don't have an insurance of their own and won't dare get involved with some level of nocturnal occurances.