

Today is my 13th birthday but to be honest I don't care. My mom knows something is wrong but she wont dare ask. Nobody wants my trouble. My friends and I have been labeled as the "bad gang of Chibok". We do all the things that nobody in my town will even consider doing. I wake up and wear my uniform. I leave my bed undressed and walk out of my house, without even bothering to greet my mother. I may be wearing my uniform but I am definitely not going to school today.
I walk to the abandoned building, behind the school, to meet my friends.
I meet Zahra, Mohammed, Ahmed, and Leilah on the top floor. We all greet each other.
"Ehe! What evil or challenging thing should we do today?" Ahmed asks.
"Let's break into the bank and steel!" Zahra suggests.
"Let's beat up one of the village elders!" Leila says.
"No! I know exactly what we should do. Let's go to the Sambisa forest," Mohammed says with an evil grin.
We all gasp. Zahra screams.
Ever since we were kids we were trained not to even say the name yet alone go to the forest.
Mamma will definately kill me if I dare take on this task.
I shrug.
"I think we should do it," Ahmed says acting like it is no big deal.
Since he is the leader of our group they all agree.
"When should we go?' Leilah asks.
"Tomorrow. At 3pm all of you should come to this building prepared! Meeting over! Go and do whatever you want." Ahmed yells.
I walk to the market and find a quite place.
I worry and worry and worry.
Should I do it? Should I go with them? Is it worth the risk?
Boko Haram is there. I might die.
What if they get me?
I usually dont care about what Mama ways but I honestly don't think this is a good idea.
As I walk home, I make up my mind.
I am going to go. Not because I want to, but to prove a point. I may live in a poor district but I can do whatever I want.
The next morning I prepare my things. Ahmed said we might spend the night there. I walk out o the house with my suitcase. Mama doesn't even ask where I am going. I rarely ever sleep at home.
I walk to the abandoned building and meet everyone looking nervous, except for Ahmed of-course.
Ahmed checks his watch. It is 2:59. One more minute.
One minute later, Ahmed stands up. "It's time to go," he says.
We walk for ages.
We talk a little but we can barely focus on the conversation most of us are to worried about what we are getting ourselves into. We reach a patch of green and then we reach a row of trees.
We are here.
We walk in. But as we walk, something grabs my leg. "AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH," I scream, "Help Me! Somebody help me!"
My friends turn to look at me and they laugh. Then they continue walking, and they leave me there, stuck to the ground.
I cant believe these people are supposed to be my friends.
I stay there trying to avoid the snake. On my sixth attempt to escape from the snake, it bites me. I scream in pain. I am dying. This is my end. It bites again and I close my eyes slowly, never to see the world again.
THE END.

