Growing up, I have written several stories. Every story I had ever told was for a different reason and from a special place of inspiration. In Grade 1, my stories were inspired by wanting to bring the stories I heard or even watched on cartoon network to life by rewriting and drawing the characters in action; making it real for my friends who were never able to watch them, gave me joy. In Grade 4-6, my intention was to make good stories on my own that showed off that I was a good and creative writer. That was the period I pursued friends and family with my stories wherever they went (LOOL) They really suffered! In Senior High School, I usually wrote stories with refreshing settings like a beautiful island subconsciously as a way of escape from my reality. In the University, my stories were based on my thoughts and wishes of whom I’d want to be and how things could be in my life.
But this story is different. It came totally from a force that was outside myself. The way I was inspired to write this story was the weirdest.
I woke up in the morning in uncontrollable sobs. It was strange because I thought it was just a dream. I couldn’t stop crying whenever I thought about a particular scene in my dream. A scene where a boy (whom in the story is called Jim,) stood before young people in a setting that looked like a graduation ceremony as he shared a story; a story about his friend. He described in details, stories people never knew about his friend and how they struggled to prove to the world that he was more than his disability. If you read the book, you will find out a particular thing his friend often did; that was rub his own back when he was upset. In my dream, I heard Jim say that too. He described it and said that the reason his friend rubbed his back was because of how much he needed a hand…another person to do that whenever he was upset. Not finding anyone in his life to see him for whom he was without seeing his disability, taught him to be EVERYTHING for himself.
In my struggle not to give away the story, I just know that the resolution of the story was simply because the world didn’t understand the boy because of how different he was. If they did, a lot of things would have been different…better. No matter how much he tried to prove himself beyond his disabilities, people still couldn’t see beyond that; Not even the person he loved and trusted to be his friend. He couldn’t see past that even when he thought he had.
The story is even more imperative to be told because of how much I believe it would not only affect people whom it may literally relate to, (young people especially in High School and people struggling with all forms of mental disabilities,trauma and the abused) but it will go a long way to affect the general reaction and behavior of people towards other people who are different which I believe will make them better versions of themselves. Even for those who feel different in any way…feeling like they are unloved and unaccepted, this book is dedicated to you as well.
For now, it isn’t a proper paperback book so it didn’t necessarily go through EVERYTHING paperback publishing goes through but for the basic copyright and other requirements to make it a good book for readers, it has gone through that after a long wait last year (2017) and I am SUPER EXCITED to finally be able to tell this story.
The story will be out in less than 3 days from now. You should subscribe to my newsletters or like my Facebook page as well as any other social media platform to stay updated.
I want to say a big thank you for the support and love you’ve shown especially in putting this book together.
This is the blurb of the novel….
“Hiding in the shadows of an abandoned building on campus breeds a story about a fearsome creature nobody seemed to know about for sure. For many, it is just one of those mysterious campus stories that give boarding school students who are far from television and other forms of entertainment some breeze of excitement. “It is just a made-up horror story” the bright students brushed off. “It is true!” the not so smart ones argued.
Jim, an undoubtedly arrogant, selfish but also the most popular boy in his High School almost mistakenly stumbles into the abandoned building to unravel the truth behind those doors.
Seeing the dejection and abuse in autistic eyes of terror, tells rather a story of victimization due to the ignorance of his African society.
His encounter with the truth, leads him to experience true battles of mental trauma and abuse in the face of love, acceptance and an unusual bond of friendship.
The path he opens up simultaneously with the door of the abandoned building, leads him through a turbulent and an unpredictable journey that changes his life, the school and that of his society forever.”