Growing up, I never knew my father. I was actually an unwanted child, but my mum chose to have me despite it all. 

People would ask me where my dad was, so one question I lived with for so long was, “Where is your dad Faith?” I asked my mum several times and she always told me now is not the right time to hear the story. 

I graduated from school in October 2015, still wanting to know more about my father. Finally, the story was told in May 2016. I was really looking forward to meeting him but unfortunately, I couldn’t. 

My dad died on the 31st of August, 2016. It was really painful. I heard he was a Muslim. Though I didn’t get the chance to have a father-daughter relationship, I thank God for a wonderful mother.