"Pack your stuff faster Anny..... The world isn't gonna wait for you kid" my dad came harshly into my room trying to button his sleeve's wrist button with his voice echoing through the walls, I just kept on packing my stuff in the relaxed atmosphere I was in before he came, and I noticed how annoyingly he kept looking at me.

"Dad..... You can't force me okay, am only doing this sshid for myself..... If not that I would never go to the U. S...... Goddammit", I spat under my voice with a grunt.

"And do you think I care kid?", he replied and sat comfortably on my couch.

"Just be quick, the pilot wants to attend to his sick wife", "Am almost done", I said zipping the bag.

He helped arrange all my things into his car and just before we were about to leave, my mum came racing down to the where we were with her car, she got down in such a hurry and came straight to me.

"Aw darling.... Am so sorry, I almost missed you leaving home for good...." she hugged me and I just stood there stiff. After some seconds I spoke out,

"It's nothing really mum....... Just forget it.", "Aw dear..... Isn't she such a darling my love?", she asked my dad whilst squeezing my cheeks but he just smiled and gave no replay. My dad knew me too well for me to be a darling to him, to him, I was the viper of the family.

Let me introduce my awkward self, I go by the name Anitra Abbey Forson, the last child and only daughter of the richest doctor in West Africa , Mr. Ronald Abbey Forson and the most popular designer in Ghana, Mrs. Rosa Abbey Forson. I have 4 other elder brothers who are all grownups. I am just 17 and I have to be kicked out of Ghana to the U. S. just to continue my education and establish my business abroad. And to be frank I hate the fact that am changing environment.

"Enough with the hugs and complements, I really need to take her to the plane Rosa..... Let's go Anny....", "But wait..... I am coming with you guys..... Are you gonna leave me here alone..... Please, I left a very big deal there just to see my baby girl off.... Okay?" then she gave my dad that what-the-**** look she mostly gives off when she feels left out, he just lowered his head and took a step away from me and cleared the path for my mum and I.

My mum raised her head high and smirked at him, then held my hand and pulled me to the car. We entered the car and she shut the door. My dad had gotten used to my mum's childish pride and confident smirks, he actually found it cute and funny that every time she did it, he just smiled and shook his head.

He rolled his eyes after the smile and came to sit in the car, then he started the engine and off we went, straight to the airport.

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We got to the airport around 5pm and the pilot had already made all preparations for my departure and since I was the only one traveling this time, and not with my dad or mum, he made it extra comfy and safe.

My stuffs were packed into the plane by the pilots as my parents and I had our last meeting.

"Darling just be careful....... I know it's gonna be wierd but...... Remember your dreams, let that inspire you to move through every handship okay?...... Going to live in the U. S. all alone will be very hard especially for an African like yourself...... Even getting to mingle with those of your age...... Will be kinda something else...... ", she looked worried but suddenly she flickered from her sad face to a cheerful one.

" But incase you need anything just let us know" , she said as she turned and pointed to my dad and herself, then she looked back at me.

"We will always be there for you...... Even if we are very far apart my love...... We will always love you baby girl", she hugged me with teary eyes and I didn't even notice I was crying, she let go and wiped my tears, then as we were there exchanging reassuring smiles, my dad came over.

"Rosa she is gonna be fine..... Anny is a tough girl, she will make it......... Am I not right Anny?", he asked me with a slight smile on his face. I could see that he was really worried but he had to be strong, he was the man anyway.

He always had to be strong, even when the child after me died and my mum almost run insane on the streets, he was suffering inside but he had keep his tears unseen and clean my mum's own.

I now understood why my mum loved him so much, he is very strong.

"Yes dad, I will make it through successfully..... You'll see?", I giggled in my tears and dad gave my mum and I a big family hug. We talked for sometime and it was time for me to finally leave.

I boarded the plane and kept on waving my parents as they stood there holding each other and waving back. The plane sunk into the the thick clouds and I relaxed in my seat, as I was about to put the earpods into my ear, the co-pilot came to me.

"Hey there, I hope you are feeling okay...... Your dad told me about the traveling sickness you get a times, I hope it's not gonna come today?", he chuckled which made me giggle, and I shook my head at him signifying "no", I was really shy of him because, he was very young and so handsome, he even had a deep dimple on both cheeks. He nodded at me and left me to enjoy some music in my ears, and get absorbed in it.