ALMOST UNFIXABLE.

032 - Shutter Speed and Small Talks.

I can't tell why I decided to come to this park.

Maybe it was the serenity, the beauty of it, or the beauty of seeing children running around the trimmed green grass, laughing and playing with no sort of care in the world.

Or maybe it was just because it was a place away from my home.

I wasn't sure if I could still call that place my home anymore. That's place was just a mere building with a very dysfunctional family living in it. If there was any word greater than dysfunctional, that's the word that can be used to describe the Okojie family. Truth be told, we weren't even much of a family anymore.

The one person that has been breaking this family apart from day one was Kingsley Okojie. And yeah, Tola was right. There was nothing that can be done to stop him.

Not when the only person that fought so hard to keep the family together was gone. Dead.

My mum.

Not again, Jidenna. Come back. I chided myself, taking in a deep breath.

Struggling not to allow my mind go down that dark part for the second time today, I allowed my eyes to wander around the park as I walked through it, feeding my eyes with things that could distract me.

Like some kids riding the carousel, or the ones that kept rolling around in the grass with carefree happiness while their parents tried to stop them from getting their outfits dirty.

Or this particular kid that had an easel set up in front of him, with a white paper that had colorful strokes on them. He was painting the scenery, capturing it on paper with beautiful strokes of paint.

After reaching to bring my phone out of my pocket, I began to take pictures of everything I was seeing. Though I wish I had a good camera to capture all these, I was satisfied with how my phone camera was bringing out the picture quite well, capturing the kids having fun. It was Saturday evening, so this place was relatively packed.

I couldn't help the ghost of a smile appearing on my lips as I stared at the pictures I took, wishing I was back to being a kid again.

Life was much easier... simpler when I was a kid. I wish I could go back to that age and time... a period where I had my mum with me. Things were so much easy then.

I walked further into the park, taking more pictures of any scenery that captured my eyes.

My mind was relatively clear. The energy of this place was gradually making me forget my sorrows for the time being. I know I'd still have to go back home at some point, but just for the few hours I had to spend here, I needed to bask in this feeling. The feeling of doing the one thing I loved the most.

Photography.

If only I had a camera.

I was saving up to buy one for myself. I might be the son of an insanely rich senator, but that doesn't mean I had anymore. I had an allowance, yes... but Kingsley Okojie has always been keen on making sure I was still very dependent on him. Was even sure Jideofor was just as dependent on him as I was.

The man had our lives in his hands.

"Yeah, I like that pose!" A voice cut through my thoughts, a very familiar voice. At first, I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me but when the person spoke again, I was quite certain it wasn't.

"You know you can be a model, right?" The voice went again and I looked around to see where it was coming from. "Look at you going all diva on me." The voice continued, followed by a little girl's giggle. I soon got the direction where the voice was coming from.