The story of a poor orphan she grew up with much hatred,anger,and storm of wavy wind, are hopes and dreams were all faded away like a broken mirror left with a little candle light, everyday all she could see was a shadow of her self in a dark cloud,her name was Uwekwuro, Uwekwuro was a very young girl with dark skin and her beautiful smiles that radiates through her face,Uwekwuro all she wanted in life was to go school, but on several occasions she met the people she grew up with but was denied of her right to her education for living,they said no you can go to school,with word of condemnation and hatred, sometimes she will be happy because she have a very small old slate under her pillow, she kept telling her self that one day I will go to school and then she will hold the small slate and sleep too.
One day something happen,Uwekwuro left home as usual for her daily errand, but on her way back she decided to get a pencil, so she could use it on her slate because she has heard from her fellow young peer talking about pencil and how it is use to write, Uwekuro try to cross the road but a car coming across the high way hit her, she screamed out loud,help,she was weak,and gradually her eyes were dim like a dark cloud, her smile and breath faded into thin air, no more strength, then she forced her tiny little strength and gasps into the air with this word #THAT DAY NEVER CAME BY#
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