Dear Jean,

My greetings are like every other day.

Read slowly. Please read slowly. It's good news turned inside out.

After three years of futile attempts to get admission into the most popular university here, I finally got it.

Happy? I know, because of what I stated earlier, you won't be. But how does this translate into a  sad moment?

My parents have finally opened up to me. They have revealed to me that this was the same school where I lost two of my siblings. To date, no one knows the whereabouts of my siblings, whether dead or alive. Students go missing each year, and no one seems to do anything about it.

Do you think my parents will ever allow their only child to enter this institution? If my parents had known earlier that this was the institution that I had been chasing all these years, they would have stopped me right in my tracks. I didn't tell them initially because I wanted to make it a surprise; I wanted to make them proud.

The more I feel like backing off, the more I want to venture into this. Not only will this admission earn me some social recognition, but I will also be able to question my siblings' whereabouts.

At the moment, I am caught between a rock and a hard place. What should I do now? Should I just give it a go or sit back like everyone else and forget about my siblings? If yesterday's effort has wrought the exposure of that horrible secret, who knows what tomorrow will bring?

With love,

Asaph.

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