### This is a true life story, it was narrated to me by miss victoria.

##### l was sitting in her room this morning like i always do on weekends when I am off work, she is also a banker so she does not work on weekends, its always a perfect time to go and disturb her, she will always say "Funke  abeg tell mummy junior(my mum) make she born baby for you so you go allow me enjoy my weekends this last born position don too enter your head, you too worry!!" and I will always reply "mummy junior don retire na you we dey wait for " (in pidgin english).

##### She is a very fun filled person and i always wondered if she actually has any problem or source of worries, because she is always happy. so while in her room earlier today i decided to ask her, aunty vicky (like I always called her),Funkey Funkey she always replied.

##### "can I ask you a question? please"

##### "hmm this one you are asking permission to ask me a question, it's unlike you so I would love to hear your question "

##### "have you ever had a very difficult experience or any story that makes you sad when you remember"
##### "yes i do Funke" I can not remember the last time she called me by my real name,  so I know I already touched a hurting spot.

##### My mood changed so did hers, she broke the silence after a few seconds, "don't worry Funke, I will tell you" she replied .

##### "No aunty vicky it seems it's quite a sad story if you don't want to share it's fine I understand."
##### "no Funke it's ok"

### I DO NOT CONSIDER IT A SAD STORY

##### At that time I was alone, in my house my mother worked every day and many nights, my father did not pay attention to us, when my parents got together they just argued and my brother calmed them down and also calmed me down, I could never stop crying ,  but my brother left home after some time, and I never heard from him again. 

##### When I was 8 years old,  I was admitted to the hospital, for the first time I met a boy, and his twin brother, these guys were my first friends.

##### The years passed and at age 12, I had fallen in love with one of the twins, Daniel. I did not know how to tell him, I was very shy.

##### Daniel and his brother Adrian were barely out of the hospital, although I was very weak from an illness and kept coming and going.

##### This at age 14 stopped. The three of us got better and we had not been in the hospital for a few months. Then a new boy entered the group, I developed alot of affection for him, he was like my little brother i never had, he was only a year younger than me but the twins were three years older than me and they always made me notice.

##### A year later I was still in love with Daniel and I decided to tell him, but his answer was no.

##### We stopped seeing, after some  time I had to go back to the hospital, when I was walking around I saw Daniel in a room, which surprised me.

 ##### I always thought he had already recovered. I came in and he did not expect to see me there either. 

##### Then his brother went out with me and told me everything. When I had asked him out, that was a few days after he had been diagnosed with cancer and that's why he decided to tell me no, because he was afraid of dying and leaving me alone. That's why he walked away from me, waiting for me to find someone else.

##### I entered the room and saw David, the last one to enter the group crying, tomorrow they will operate on Daniel. I approached the stretcher and he smiled, he always did, no matter how bad he felt "Do not cry" he said, until that moment I had not realized that he was crying, he made me promise that I  will always be happy no matter what happens.

##### The next day I went to see him before the operation and he gave me my first kiss, then he smiled in tears and they took him away, it was the first time I saw him cry. Hours later the doctor told us, the operation had not gone well. I could not stop crying, David and Adrian also started crying.

##### A few months later I was still shattered and David came to see me, Adrian was dead, he drank a lot and he took the bike, what an idiot.

 ##### At age 23, it was the first time I went to their graves. I spent about a year crying for both of them, but after that my life continued.

#####  Sometimes I have to go to the hospital for checkups but nothing serious. David is my best friend and we see each other almost daily.

##### On that day I visited thier grave, I  was remembering that pair of twins, what if they had not been there, I would not be what I am today. They taught me what it was like to have a family. 

##### I remembered the promise I made to Daniel on his death bed and since then I could never dare break it , breaking that promise would be  rendering his sacrifice to make me happy useless.

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#### "Funky Funky cheer up I do not consider it a sad story"she said.

 #### Even with that smile, i could feel her pain.


###### story shared with her permission.