The bright light of the sun came through the window rays therefore waking me up. I opened my eyes, stood up and sighed. All I could think of was food... food alone.
I ate my breakfast, fed my dog and did the necessary things to be done, then I left for work. I live alone with my dog. I've been an orphan since the age of four, my foster parents didn't even care about me, just money. Not that I was the only one but they were horrible parents to us, I'm glad I left that place. The only thing I know about myself is that I'm Nigerian but grew up in Shanghai, China. I don't know my other relatives and I don't care to but I know for sure that they were savages. I always get all the attentions, attentions that comes with annoying questions and stares... deep stares which pisses me off. Coming to think of it, I guess I was the most hated by my foster parents.
My childhood traumas are the cause of my isolation towards people. Yes, I'm that introvert that uses music as an escape from reality. I was still walking down the street when I saw that dumb Cockroach, Wie Zhang. The way his eyes shines whenever he sees me makes me wonder if I'm some kind of chips he could munch on.
"Tayo!" He called out. Yup, that's my name. He ran towards me and just smiled while I looked at him bluntly. I could only sigh and we continued moving to our destination. We work at the same company, ALPHAZ Animation Tech.
Zhang kept blabbing as we walked. I didn't even get a single word of what he was saying. For real, he's a pain in my ass but I sure do enjoy his company. We finally reached our spot and I moved to working immediately while Zhang was welcomed by our co-workers. Bro is handsome so it happens all the time while the only welcome I get are questions like:
"What makes your skin glow?"
" What is the name of your hair style and who does them for you?"
"Can I get your number?"
"Do Africans live with Lions?"
"Why do blacks like dreads and braids?"
"Are you a boy or a girl?"
Question like that makes break things. I could sometimes even hear people me saying I had daddy issues which made me like this. I seriously wish I could have those but I got none, heck I don't even know what my biological parents looked like.
The day's work is done while I and Zhang just went straight to a restaurant and ate our hearts out then bid goodbye to each other. Finally home, I sighed. My dog came running towards. Every night I get scared to even lay in bed. Because sometimes when I sleep at night, it reoccurs. The very day it happened, the beginning of my traumas. Sometimes, I feel like there's something buried at the back of my memory. It always pulls up my anxieties. But I'm happy I don't take sleeping pills which often makes me laugh awkwardly...for some weird reasons.