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Autobiography I lived in the south west of Lagos, a state in Nigeria, where you can hear your skin hissing and your lips crackling from the heat. In the sky, there are few clouds in sight, just friendly birds flying over the heat waves. In the distance you can see the modern buildings wobble in front of your very eyes. It must have been in the middle of May, the hottest month in the year, when the people in my house and outside, started to act differently. Nobody would tell us what was happening because we were the youngest and they thought that we would not have understood it. My parents and nearly all of my other relatives came to our mansion and helped us pack our belongings. We, the youngsters had no idea what was going on. The next day, we heard a gunshot. A few...

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