WHILE IN TEARS

It all started the night before my 19th birthday, I had the cracking sound of the wall, then the squelching sound of the iron rail, all of these echoed into my ears, and I sank into my pillow with tears.

Tears with no definition, I was scared of what would happen to my life if my father succeeded in doing his wish, and if my mother packed out as he proposed. I sat upright, put on the side lamp on the table and tried thinking of what to do.

Like the sandy soil, each thought drained into my heart because of it porosity. Then another tear streamed down when I heard my father hitting my mother, “You have to pack out today”. It was midnight.

Quarrels has been the ordeal of the day in our home, my younger brother Patrick was awake, crying again like every other day.
“Daddy is beating mummy again” he whispered, I heard him sniff his nose.

My mum packed out as wished that night, after they had a tug of war. Life without a mother had been trouble.

Not long afterwards my mum's departure I got admission into the University(uniuyo, Nigeria), life became unbearable in my first 2 years, dad was totally won over by his new house mate because they were not married.

My brother and I were left to fend for ourselves, months to my examination during my second year, I got the news of the death of my mum, I'd cry for nights, why would you leave us so soon, I'd ask myself when ever I cried. Then January 2018, I found steemit through a friend then for once in 3years I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.

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