My life was so wonderful and adventurous when i was a little girl.I had the most loving family and relatives.Everybody in our village envied the relationship we had.We would support each other in times of happiness and sorrow.But our happiest life came tumbling down when my uncle got married.
She was so beautiful,kind,loving and most honest woman i have ever met.At that time i was only 11 years old and very innocent when she joined our home.As usual we gave her the best gifts we could get.I love planting flowers so i had planted lots of them in my uncle's home as a gift to her new wife.
We were so happy for the new addition in our family.We would stay up all night as she would tell us stories of where she came from.Due to our innocence we wouldn't no she was alluring us to her nasty nest.They became best of friends with my mum,she introduced her to her friends which one day will come to be her greatest foes until today.
It was around May 2000,as usual i came home from school for my lunch break only to find my mum in the kitchen crying and her head swollen from the machete stubs she got from my uncle's wicked wife.She was trying to kill her for sure,the good thing is that the machete was very blunt luckily the wounds were not very deep into the fresh.i called my neighbors to help me take mum to the nearest clinic.At that time i didn't trust any of my family members since dad wasn't around at that time and my brother was little who unfortunately saw what happened.It was traumatizing for an eleven and nine year old children to witness their mum being stubbed.
The following Saturday we held a family meeting where all was forgiven and life continued as usual.but for me , life was never the same again.I didn't know what hate was but my heart was full of hatred for that woman,i didn't do well in school and never performed well in my junior high school because all the time was worried whats happening to my mum.
One month later,my grandma wouldn't talk to us,she returned all the gifts we had given us she requested we give her back what belonged to her and also my uncles wife did he same,she even uprooted the flowers i had planted.The only person who would talk to us was grandfather.She had corrupted the minds of our family members with false accusations about my mother.
Our beautiful family was no more,she would hail all sorts of insults to my mum and no one would care because all would support her wickedness.
It was the year 2003 on May 14,they day i will never forget,my grandfather died and also my uncle was involved in a car accident and died on 18th when he was coming for the funeral preparations.The wicked woman was widowed and left with three kids............To be continued.
Such a sad story
Sad but true