In life we have people who pretend a lot to gain what they desire. You wouldn't see those who love you until you are in a kind of trouble. I'm very young and do not know much. I have been given an uncle and an Aunt who will be taking care of me for the next 12 years until I am of age to continue my father's dream. I have always been thinking is I will be treated the way my parents will. But the answer is no.
I dont go to school sometimes. I do not eat sometimes because until there is leftover, i wont eat that night. I do the dishes standing on a stool by the sink. I sometimes feel very weak and exhausted but who am I to complain. I will be beaten well if i ever say anything.
I always cry when I miss my parents. It is not an easy journey at all. I didn't even loose one of them, but two at once. I always question God as little as I am. Why did je take them away from me? He says he loves little children but yet comfortably looking at me suffer. Is that what he calls love? Sometimes I encourage myself that he is by my side and will one day do wonders for me. He will turn tables upside for me one day.
I will also be happy. But when is the next question that pops up in my head.
God will not let me go empty handed after this battle. This war is to teach me a good lesson.
I was in the kitchen standing on a stool while washing the dishes absent minded until I felt a soft touch on my back. I immediately continued washing the dishes since I thought it was either Aunty Ana or her daughter Charity.
"Serena its me don't be scared", came Kwame's voice. I calmed down.
"didn't you go to school today too Serena?" he asked. "No I didn't. I had a lot of things to do" I replied with a sad face which melted his heart. He looked down and said "I'm so sorry for how my parents treat you. I know its not fair."
Kwame!!!! Kwame!!!! his mum is calling him but he refused to respond. Ana entered the kitchen and saw her son standing by me.
"I have been calling you for a while now and I hope you heard me. Why didn't you respond to my calls." Ana said in her angry voice.
" Nothing" Kwame responded.
"Oh Oh so now you choose when to respond when I call you right because you are busily talking to this thing here. Isn't it?"
"No Mum. But mum why didn't Serena go to school today?"
"You dare question me, your mum?"
"But mum what you are doing isnt right ooo".
The next thing i heard was a slap landing on Kwame's face.
"This is what you get for defending a spoilt brat like her". If Aunt Ana is slapping her own son like this because of me, then what will happen to me if i should go against her will.
Hmmmmm.
I quickly continued what I was doing at the sink to prevent what had happened to Kwame to happen to me as well.
I cleaned the kitchen after washing the dishes. I went to shower so I could do mt homework before I sleep off.