I hated my father with so much passion, anyone would say he had done nothing wrong but to me, he was worst than the devil.
My mother might have been the one who caused me pain but I resent my father and I forever will.
He who turns a blind eye to an abuse, is worst than the abuser.
Growing up, my mother raised me her own way
"Keep your head high and raise your shoulders high, cross your legs and walk with pride..one step after the other.."
My neck hurts from keeping my head up but my mother never thought me how to breathe. I was told to not mingle with livestocks, yes livestocks. My mother said humans were livestocks and I was meant to trample, betray and eliminate any that posed as a competition to me without guilt because you do not feel guilty when you eat chicken or goat meat.
So I kept my head high and no matter how bad it hurt I could never lower my shoulders because my mother said they would kick my head and smash my head if I let my guard down.
You must be wondering why I hate my father so much when my mother was the one who led me through this path.
While my mother raised me her own way, all my father did was read me a bedtime story once. I cried for help, I begged my father to take me with him whenever he was leaving, I was terrified, lonely, scared but I dare not cry out because it would make my mother mad and I did not want to be a bad daughter.
My father never came to my rescue. But you see, even though my father read me a bedtime story just once, I could never forget, I still remember every sentence and every word even though I was just 10. It was the story of the cheerful dog who was sad inside but made everyother person around him happy, the cheerful dog was tied to a tree and desperately wanted to be free.
"...and the cheerful dog remained forever tied to the tree because he had been tied to it for a very long time and had forgotten how to be free."
I would always sit in front of the mirror as my mother brushed my hair.
"You're my little beautiful Queen" my mother would always say and ask me to repeat it. She would grab my neck and pull my hair if I hesitated.
"I- I'm your pretty little Queen" I would repeat, my mother would always smile with satisfaction as she continued to brush my hair.
"Mother, my neck hurts from keeping my head high" I said continuously seated in the pool of her blood with the hammer in my hand, ofcourse she can't hear me because I cut her ears off.

Hmmm

is this a story, fiction or what?

Auntie you can lie oooo

Eh!!!

don't blame your father... that bedtime story he read was a reflection of what he was going through.
He is the sad dog tied to the tree ( your mother).


sorry, if your neck still dey pain you beta run leave that house before you'd kill yourself.

OBEY YOUR PARENTS, OR ...

I was just reflecting about something

Iammrkez:
I was just reflecting about something

Better!!!

Nice plot for a psychological thriller...most parents raise monsters this way.

KevMitnick:
Nice plot for a psychological thriller...most parents raise monsters this way.

Exactly the point

Ahmed0336:
Eh!!!

don't blame your father... that bedtime story he read was a reflection of what he was going through.
He is the sad dog tied to the tree ( your mother).


sorry, if your neck still dey pain you beta run leave that house before you'd kill yourself.

you got it... he too wishes to be free

prince2pac:
you got it... he too wishes to be free

If he now gains freedom who will train the child

Fathers are always at the receiving end. I am sorry for all fathers. I pity you all!

Iammrkez:
If he now gains freedom who will train the child

God and the streets will.

lkillbrokehoes:
Say this one get sense like this? smh.

I no sure boss

Horror

Take your frustrations elsewhere.

I'm raising my kid alone

johnkey:
I'm raising my kid alone

What a decision

This is probably fiction. If it's true, then you mother is either a psychopath or a heavily damaged individual.

"My mother said humans were livestocks and I was meant to trample, betray and eliminate any that posed as a competition to me without guilt because you do not feel guilty when you eat chicken or goat meat."

Martinez39s:
This is probably fiction. If it's true, then you mother is either a psychopath or a heavily damaged individual.

"My mother said humans were livestocks and I was meant to trample, betray and eliminate any that posed as a competition to me without guilt because you do not feel guilty when you eat chicken or goat meat."

Is fiction actually but it conveys more meaning

Okay then do the needful sir/ma

Martinez39s:
This is probably fiction. If it's true, then you mother is either a psychopath or a heavily damaged individual.

"My mother said humans were livestocks and I was meant to trample, betray and eliminate any that posed as a competition to me without guilt because you do not feel guilty when you eat chicken or goat meat."

it is fiction!

okay

Iammrkez:
What a decision

best one there is

Although its okay not to be okay
...you sparogatively should also watch Nollywood A-list films instead of watching only South Korean dramas.

Why? It doesn't really matter as long as they get their inspiration from there.