I grew up living with my step mother, life with her wasn’t smooth. It is true what the Yorubas say “Oju oloju o le da bi o ju eni”. I couldn’t wish for death while living with her, because I was of the belive that she would change. She did change, but it was too late. It was too  late for her to take her curses and insults back. It was too late for her to amend my reputation the one she tarnished at the cause of my father. It was too late for her to right her wrongs. What wasn’t late was the forgiveness and the love I had for her even when she told everyone I was a prostitute all because she locked me out of my father’s house and made me sleep in my neighbour’s room. A thank you would have been enough, yet she claimed my neighbour helped me all becasue my vagina is sweet. What I don’t understand is : Do wicked people  feel jealous when someone else doesn’t portray their own attitude? Do they feel bad when someone else isn’t wicked? Do they expect everyone to be like them? I wonder what would have become of this life if the life was full of wickedness and there are no few people with the heart of gold.
A day I would never forget was when this woman sent me on an errand, I went but I got back late because of the heavy down pour. The rain was so heavy that the whole gutter was filled with water. I had to hide myself because if I go home under the rain, it would be another problem. Hmm if I’d known the real problem was me not going home, I would have gone home under the rain. I wouldn’t have minded the rain on me for the rain would have been minute compared  to the punishement she gave me. As if I didn’t end up sleeping outside because  of spinach, I didn’t want the spinach getting wet that’s was why I hid myself. Only for me to be accused of being a home breaker. In her words “you this girl, I’ve always known you don’t like my marriage with your father, so you want him to come home and get mad at me when you’re the one delaying my cooking. Now I had to eat my eba ordinarily because of you this witch, before you ruin my house, I’d ruin your life”, she said. Hm can you imagine someone I was trying to help accusing  me of being a home wrecker. That was how she ended up telling me to sleep outside all because of spinach.

You all shouldn’t bother asking of my daddy o, I wouldn’t know if he was under the influence of charm or he just loves his wife more than he loves me. Whether she sends me out, she ends up telling my daddy that I’d gone for my normal job (prostitution) she makes sure she says it in a way that my dad might disown me. Hmm in his words “be thankful  you have a good mother(Step mother), she’s always pleading that I fogive your wrongs, if not, I would have disown you”. I have to thank her for pleading to my father over tarnishing my image.

You all think that’s all she does? Did I forget to tell you that I don’t eat the same food with her children? Hmm its true o, whenever they are eating rice, I would drink garri. Mind you, what she says is that “Your father didn’t drop money for food, find your way out”. She says that while she locks her children in the room giving them all sort of assorted dishes. What would a poor girl like me do? Is not like I work nor do I have a source of income. I’d take garri hmm garri is a friend indeed!

I took her youngest child to school, and I got back to her accusing me of stealing her jwellrey. Ha the beating was more than what  I can explain. I was bleeding and I had to run out of the house eventually. I went to stay with my neighbour, who consoled me and told me everything was  going to be okay. I felt I had someone who could be my backbone, until my neighbour raped me overnight. I struggled with him, he forced his pennis into my dry vagina. I cried for help but he kept on silencing me with slap and beating. God I couldn’t hold it anymore, But I was helpless. He raped me to his satisfaction and he said to me,  “Nothing goes for nothing” no one knew about this, I went back home and I resumed my suffering with my step mother. Nothing changed as it got worse.


After some years, we realised my stepmother had cancer. Hmm she knew she had a short time left, as she became nice and calm. She acted like an Angel and it felt like she was a new born. She died after some months and life went on like nothing has happened.

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My question here is : why do people make it seem like this world is the end of the road? Why do you all make it feel like it’s  a crime to be good? Why does it take you time to forgive? Why do you want all material things but you don’t always think its neccesassy to help the less privileged? You think it’s  a crime to be a mother to a child who has lost her mother, what would it take you to be a mother to someone who needs one? Okay I think you all are forgetting that we came to this world with nothing, we’re definitely going with nothing too.  You’re poisoning your step child because of inheritance, what gives you the assurance that you will live to see your poison work on the child? Hmm! I pity you for you don’t what your clock is saying. I hope you all know this life is vanity upon vanity, so help when you can, love when you can, forgive when you can, be honest and do all you think is right. I know some of you won’t change after this but always remember  this life is too short and it might be too late to mend. Me on the other hand forgave my step mum even beofre her death but you know what I prayed for? I prayed to God to give me the strength to be a good person.


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