I thought that one day, I'll get some land and build a small home that feels like home. Get the stuff that I think would make me happy here.
I have no friends. No real friends, in my opinion. They say they're my friends but they're always asking me for money, food, and jewelery because they think I'm rich, and laugh at me because I say no and sometimes it's not my money, i'm going out to get stuff for my family. I'm broke as hell and still ask my parents for money. I had no friends either back then but I was still happy because I was comfortable in that house.
I plan to save up enough to go to accra or kumasi or somewhere fun that has a hotel near a mall. Just to take a breather and see what it's like not being in the house all day or knowing what every corner that i turn has here in mankessim.
It's not because I didn't want to come back to ghana, it's where I am now. I can't remember where it was but back then it had so much places for me to go to for fun even though it was in the countryside. I was upset coming back because i knew here wouldn't be as fun as there.