I will never forget
written by: Suwong
She made hell for my mother
You see she left her husband because he was too poor
He climbed on top of buildings with a bottle of water
A dry loaf of bread in his hand
Roaming the streets in the day looking for work
Opting to repair watches to get a meal
She couldn’t stand this man she had married
So he went in search of another woman
Then he met my mother, married her brought her home
Pregnant with my eldest sibling, the other woman returned, bringing her jealousy and envy, making my mother’s life a living hell
Then I was born into a home full of conflict
Witchcraft was the weapon used against my mother
At only one month old, my mother left home
Leaving us in the mercy and madness of an insane woman
Instead of feeding us with good milk, she would dilute it to 10% water, dump us in cold water, hoping that all these would kill us as she didn’t want our blood directly on her hands
Was it not for our paternal grandmother, we would have died, but when she heard of what we were going through
She came and rescued us from this deranged woman
She raised us with love and care as though she was our mother
After our primary education, we had to move back in with our dad and his insane wife
Worse times filled with every kind of abuse awaited us
…to be continued…
I love reading in quiet moments. I hope to be submitting more of my work here. Stanley Wilkin is an inspiration to me as he grips my attention in his works narrations.
- I Will Never Forget - January 8, 2018
- Since We Found Each Other - December 8, 2017
- Thus ‘Twas - November 6, 2017
