I knew I was a dwarf, a person who, many educated people struggle to accept. I knew it did not count that I was rich or successful–I would always be a dwarf.

I liked the silence and routine in our house. Today was like every other day; I worked on my content writing, Eche on his web designs while Orji went out to see his friends. Afternoons are best for content writing; the nights were for other things. Somehow my Father thinks we work at nights, a ...