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Chapter One
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2020-10-11 19:38:45A/N: Thus book is simply a work of fiction so some things are kinda absurd.
Dear Diary,
I thought I knew what grief was, I was finally getting better, finally getting past my Dad's death, but then this has to happen. Why is my own case like this? It's been two weeks since his burial and my life has changed for the worse. My life was terrible before but I had my Dad as my buffer but now he's gone and so is my hope but I must strive on and I mustn't give up on life, I have to hang on. That used to be my mantra for a while and now I'm not even sure anymore. Every moment hurts, it hurts to even try to make it past a day. I was getting used to it, getting used to my twin sister's and step-mothers abuse, I mean I've been used to it all this while but now its worse because my dad isn't around to defend me. I wish I could talk about what has happened to me but it hurts to do so, who would I even tell sef, all this wahala because of why naa. It hurts to have your dignity so forcefully taken from you, its hurts to be threatened into silence, it hurts to not have anyone to talk to;I have you tho but I'm too ashamed to pen anything down, I'm too scared too. I....,I.......... I don't know.Cucuruku, cucuruku, my alarm sang.
Arrgh, its 5 am already, dammit.
Sighing, I just got up from my bed, no time to waste if not the old witch is going to have my head and I really like my head. Stumbling down the stairs, I headed for the kitchen to make breakfast for the family and by family I mean my twin sister and my stepmother, that's if you can even call them that sef.
Now what do I even make for breakfast, lemme see, sis likes pan toast and dear old mother likes fried plantain and eggs, I guess that will have to do.I hurriedly made breakfast and set out to serve their food in their rooms, yeppp I'm being treated like a maid in my own father's house but what can I do, where can I go.I started with Maria, my stepmother, hopefully she doesn't scream my head off or find a way to deplete my already nonexistent self esteem. Gently knocking I waited for her reply.
'Come in', she said.
'Good morning ma'. She didn't even answer sef sometimes I wonder why I bother, you know why if you like don't greet her next time she will just wose you better slap like this ehh it will just shock you.
I quickly set her breakfast tray and started opening her curtains so I could grab her washing and head out. Experience has taught me that the sooner you can leave her room the better for you.
'What is the meaning of this ehh, is this how they used to fry plantain in your village, useless girl. So because your ugly face is burn burn you must make my plantain as ugly as you are, ode', Maria turned to her with a deep scowl on her face.
I don't say anything knowing that she's just looking for an excuse to hit me but ehhh I jump and pass nobi me and her this early momo, I no get strength abeg. I simply continue with what I'm doing while keeping a blank face and leave when I'm done.
One down, one more to go and I happen to dread this one.Climbing up the stairs I made my way to my sisters room, hopefully she woke up on the right side of the bed. I knocked and waited by her door.'Come in', came her groggy reply.
I went through the same routine I did with Maria but of course my twin just has to show herself.
'Olodo, you cannot do anything ehhh did I tell you I want to eat bread today, better goan make indomie for me if you know what is good for you and better be fast about it, fat shapeless idiot, mtchewww '
I didn't say anything just eyed her but she probably saw that considering the fact that she just slapped me, I don't do anything, just remain motionless and stare at her with blank emotionless eyes. My face is stinging with the scratches she just left on them and probably bleeding a little cause she has pretty long nails.
'Get out oh jare, if you like don't make it well, imbecile', my sister screamed.
I hurried to do her bidding and soon returned with her steaming plate of indomie.
Rushed through my remaining chores, so that I could take my bath, get ready for school and apply a little make up to hide the scratches, yh school I don't even know if I'm ready for that, but you know ready or not school is starting.
Beep, beep
Ahh Mark is here ohh gotta go arrgh. And yes you are probably right if you guessed this one, I don't go to school with my sister, our step mom drops her off and picks her after school every day without me cause they are ashamed to identify with me, the fat ugly bitch that's soo weird she barely even talks.I went out and locked the door behind me. Time for another miserable day of school. I braced myself and put on my blank face and hop into his car. I can do this.
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Ohk so the first chapter is done hoped you guys loved it, drop a comment if you did.
Ehhhh - exclamation
Sef - exclamation
Wahala - trouble
Naa - used to exaggerate or exclaim
Wose(not sure if this spelling is right tho) - give
Ode - fool
Jump and pass - dodge
Nobi - its not
Olodo - fool
Goan - go and
Mtchewww - hissing sound
Jare - exaggeration
Momo - morning
I no get - I don't have
Abeg - please
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