chapter 4-the unfortunate

All was great,we were glad that we managed to do alot but our grades were dropping.No matter how much we tried to recover but we couldn't,we were always exhausted,we were drain.I studied so hard but it did not help , whenever we had to write an exam all was lost as if we never stepped foot in a school.Its either we forgot or we slept during the exams.

The teachers were worried,'felicia what wrong why are your grades dropping,is there something wrong'.I did not know what to say because to me nothing was wrong,I saw no problem in my life at all,I was just tired just like everyone else.

They first let it slide.for a couple of days I came late at school and I would sleep during lectures,this time around they were not going to let it slide they called my mom over to discuss about our situation.she explained to them that we were working so that we could help her out and they were not pleased,they insisted that she make us stop working since I was under age and we have to focus on our education.

I wasn't the only one affected by working all my other sisters were just as affected just as I was and at this point we had to stop working and focused on school especially since we were already on mid year.

My mother tried selling some stuff just so she can cover some of the money we were bringing in but it's wasn't the same.what we were bringing in was more than enough but what she is bringing in now and solo does not match at all, there is quite a huge gape.

Things started getting worse and worse especially with my sister's tuition fee which we had not completed and there were still a few more years to go.we stopped eating four times a day to three then two.we stopped carrying lunch box and we would constantly lie to our friends that we were fasting .

My mom she lost weight and she missed my father even more.I could hear her cry at night when she thought we were all sleeping.It was painful for me,I felt like a loser and I couldn't imagine how she felt,with absolutely no one to lend a hand.

The family started threatening us to move out since my father built at his family home.They told us this is their land and we should get ours,they demanded we stop asking for help with anything.

The whole scenario was unbearable to watch,I had to hold my ties just so that I don't give them anything more to laugh about.our weakness was their cup of tea.our downfall was their joy.

At that point I wanted anything to get us out of the situation.i would risk anything to see us happy again,and time was running out because the more we were in sorrow the more it affected our academics and if nothing happens we would surely fail.

I remember that day when I was on my way back to school,my mom had been busy so she was not able to fetch me from school so I had to walk home alone .I saw my father's old friend steve.mr Steve was a very funny man and he was very close to my father.

Steve knew us from birth,he was there in every chapter of our lives and my dad loved him alot.He greet me and asked how we were doing and I told him everything.I felt comfortable around him because he was familiar,he reminded me of my father,I felt safe and I knew that if he could he would definitely help out.