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23 Apr 2017




My dear stop crying and think ahead, crying over split milk dosen't
make any sense" our land-lady advised as she led me to her apartment.

"my life is useless i feel like dying" i weeped,

"my dear stop mocking God, he alone knows the reason he kept you
alive, so don't be ungrateful" she cautioned.

"i however think you should leave your bag with me, return
to your family and see if they will accept you" she advised minutes
later, after i had calmed down a little.

I cleaned my eyes and stared at her with
prayers in my lips.
"i pray they do, if not i'm
stranded and doomed" i
murmured with a broken spirit, knowing fully well the kind of parents
i had. Only divine intervention could make them
change their stand.

But I had no choice than to try my luck once again. I trekked from
Igbariam to Nnaji-nwede
street where my parents
resided, carrying Winnie with me.

I couldn't afford using public transport that fateful morning, because
i needed to make
good use of the little money i had. Mum was the only one at
home when i got there, making me relax a bit as i rested in her
shop which was just in front of the house. The fire in her eyes died
as soon as she saw me,
tears quickly formed in them as she stared at my weak body.

"nne" was all she could mutter, while i swallowed hard with tears in
my eyes. Other mothers would have reached out and
carried their daughter's child who equally was her grand daughter, but
she didn't, instead stared at us with pity.

Even though she never did support dad's harsh treatment towards me,
she equally never
condenmed it, perhaps because i had five other younger sisters,
whom they needed to protect by using my punishment as a
lesson and example to them.

"mum help me please i have nowhere else to go, Nnamdi threw me out of
his house this
morning" i sobbed and knelt by her side with little winnie in
my arms. She breathed deeply, scratched her head and stared at the ceiling.

"have you eaten today?" i
heard her ask. "no mum food isn't my
problem" i replied with tears.

"i have beans let me get some for you" she murmured, left her
shop and went into the house to get a plate of beans for me. She
returned with it, dropped
the plate on a small stool, and reluctantly carried little winnie,
so that i could to eat properly.

"please be quick with it, because you have to leave before your dad
shows up, i don't want his problem today"
she urged.

Her comment really broke my heart, but i was already used to such
comments. I rushed up
with my meal, washed my mouth and thanked her.

"now you can leave abeg" she murmured and gave me fifty
naira, "use it to buy akamu {pap} for
your daughter" she added a bit coldly. I closed my eyes out of
pain but tears refused to fall out.

"mum i have no-where to go" i reminded her, but all she did
was just to shrug.

"it's non of my business you arn't our responsibility anymore, if you
have any case,
do present it to your father please and not to me" she replied
nervously. Leaving me
once again lost, confused and hopeless,

"how can i face dad when mum is behaving like this" i wondered.

I had hoped with time that their cold behaviour towards me will
reduce, but instead of
reducing, it only increased.

"anwúómú ööö{i am dead} here comes your dad" mum
exclaimed as she sighted him from afar seconds later, instantly
pushing me out of her

I stood outside and waited for dad defiantly, with a broken
spirit and winnie in my arms,

"whatever will be, will
eventually be, let it happen now" I said myself as i waited
for him to finish me..


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