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She didn’t answer.

They called her proud.

They said she was forming.

But they never knew that she just couldn’t afford distractions — not when her whole life was falling apart.

Once… just once… she stood at the edge.

The kind of edge you don’t return from.

But somehow, a voice whispered, “Hold on, just a little more.”

And she did.

She held on.

And she held off.

She still prayed. Still hoped.

Still dreamed of her brand, her name, her film, her work making people smile someday.

She saw herself on stage, holding a mic, thanking the same people who once ignored her.

She promised herself: “Even if I lose everything, I won’t lose my purpose.”

She wakes up now with swollen eyes, but a burning spirit.

She still goes to class.

She still works.

She still creates.

She still dreams.

Because maybe… just maybe… she’ll make her brand proud.

Even if she walks alone, God is still walking with her.

This story is for the girl who walks through fire and still smells like roses.

For the one who chose dignity over fast money.

For the one whose strength no one clapped for… but who still refused to quit.

She is not a character.

She is a new kind of entertainment.

A film.

A script.

A brand.

A dream — in progress.

📌 To the ones breaking silently but still standing — your story will shake the world someday. Keep going.

Written by Ilechukwu Maryjane.#favouritewritter#dreamer#storytelling#uniabuja