The Scar That May Never Heal

Seun Abimbola
7 min readNov 16, 2022

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December 25 1990 around 8 pm, I was standing outside a family friend’s house and we were playing with fireworks, banger more specifically. The older friend struck a banger and instead of throwing it away from us, threw it upwards and ran away. I stood there not knowing the banger was coming down to land on my left arm. It exploded as it made an impact. My skin was torn, my shirt burnt, and I still got beaten that night for disobeying…

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Seun Abimbola

Tech Entrepreneur by day, content creator by night and lifetime wannabe Race Car Driver