My love misery. the story of my life. Tuesday love and Relationship

 

Am anonymous and this is my life story. Love, rape, hatred and life again. Read my story. 🥺🥺

Well, I'm Miss Anonymous from Anambra State, I'm 24years old....Mum died when I was 10years(That was in my primary 6 then) the story behind her death is so sad 😭😭😭

Yes, IT'S 14YEARS ALREADY???😭😭😭 RIP MUM💔💔💔

28th OF NOVEMBER 2006 was a hectic/worst day for me, it's been a day long recorded in my heart💔💔 The day I lost the most precious gift, God gave to me😭😭...

I was in school that day (Primary 6) precisely when it all happened...I was busy crying all day while my classmates were busy consoling me...

Ada Mazi: Chiamaka,what is wrong with you?...You have been crying all day..Talk to me

Me : My mum is lying sick at home, I'm scared to loose her😭

Ada Mazi: Jesus!! Since when?

Me: I saw her like that when I went to warri to stay with her and my stepdad (that was 3years ago from the time of the conversation)

Ada Mazi: Nne, it's alright everything is going to be fine, she will be whole again

Me: Amen (Not knowing that my mum died around 12pm that day and that was when the thoughts of her came into my mind)...I was moody throughout that day in school and to my greatest surprise, I heard from my classmates that Chibuike Ofor my closest male friend in our class that time also had an accident that same day at that same time (Not knowing that, that was the only sign she could give to me)😭😭

After school dismissal, we joined others inside the school bus, while in the bus...I was crying too...My teacher and other pupils in the bus after finding out from one of my classmates by name Chika Okeke the reason behind my tears, they still consoled me and even prayed for my sick mum too😭😭

When we got to the junction where I will stop, I came down from the bus and ran straight to my house and behold, my grandma was the first person I met at home sweeping the whole house as if we're organising a get-together....I greeted her and rushed into my room to undress myself(I didn't go straight to mum's room because of her shouts and others...Ever since she fell sick, she keeps shouting and getting everyone upset with her troubles so in other to avoid that drama scene of hers, I have to undress first and eat before going to her room to face the world war)🤦🤦

I swept my room, and packed the wastes....on my way going to throw them away, I met my mum's elder Sister(Adanne) outside the gate crying while Mama Jude(Ndi oma ejiri afo mu as she normally calls me right from birth) was the one consoling her...But she wiped out those tears immediately she saw me coming out and smiled at me...I greeted them and ask if everything was fine and she responded with some fake smiles and I captured that😭

I went into the compound again only to see my Uncle's wife carrying my step brother on her back(Hmmm Unbelievable 🤦) I greeted her and left to my mum's room but never did she stop me, my grandma didn't know that I went in there though...When I got there, I noticed her head/Jaw being tied with rope and her toes being tied too with the drip standing beside her😭😭😭 I noticed her hands being stretched straight and everything seems like medications on her to me so I am not bothered🤦🤦

Me: Mummy Good afternoon, odika mama Chioma abiaru gbaa gi ogwu taa? (Seems like mama Chioma came to give you your medications today?)

Mum: (No response)

Me: Mummy, I'm talking to you naah

Mum: (No response)

I sat down beside her for like 30mins yet no response💔💔 It was then that I started noticing something about her after spending like 30mins extra there(She breaths so fast and it makes noise even while she sleeps and one can easily hear her heartbeats from our gate) but I didn't see those signs, I remembered what I have been seeing in movies that when one dies, he/she stop breathing so I rushed to her chest, it wasn't pounding like before, I tried to open her eyes but they were close..I stood up dumbfounded and behold my uncle's wife entered the room immediately when she heard my voice from outside..

Mama Chukwudi: Chiamaka, go and carry your food, it's in the kitchen

I didn't talk to her, I was busy throwing myself up and down crying while my grandma rushed into the room and asked me calm down, that they haven't bath her, if I keep on shouting and the neighbors heard my voice, they will start trooping in and it will be a big disgrace to the family...I stood up but weak... "Mum, I'm finished!! If you go now, I won't have any hope of going back to school again! Mum you promised to take care of me and I also promised to take care of you when I grow up till you get old and join our Maker in heaven 😭😭😭?"

 Those are the last words I dropped while tearing my school uniform and rolling all over her trying to see if she can just open her eyes and tell me, it was all a joke but to no avail 💔💔💔...I ran outside since grandma threatened to beat me if I dare cry again but I couldn't stop(Crying continues....) I Started shouting... people started trooping in with Adanne, Mama Tochukwu and others...Our home was filled up with people and all of them were heard crying because it was indeed a big lost(She's been good to all not only we, her family members but to the society too)....She was being bath by grandma and Adanne(With me standing beside her in tears)...Around 9pm that night, she was being taken to the morgue (Mortuary) and was later buried on February 2nd 2007😭😭😭

Although it was a painful exit but I believe it was a new celebration in heaven (Gone at the age of 30😭) An angel was born in heaven 🤦

So after her demise, her Sister took my step brother to start living her since her husband happened to be his godfather....When I graduated from my primary 6...I went over there to stay with them since the school they choose for me was very far from home(Monsignor Maduka Memorial College) I finished my JSS 1 there and later decided to go back home since the family was maltreating me badly hoping to get the family love when I get back home but that's the opposite...When I came back...My Uncle and his wife started from where my Aunt stopped and I couldn't finish but to run away from home🤦🤦🤦.... 

*THE STORY BEGAN*😭😭

I met this guy that time, I was just 12(I was just wandering then) he took me in, take care of me and others but he based in Onitsha, he only comes back just to look after me and go back few days after....This guy showered me with too much love and care, attention and others..We later made an arrangement on me going to Onitsha to stay with him at least to start up something..

.When I got there, his father was so angry that he asked us to leave but he insisted because he was the first son/Child...We later spent the night in their neighbors room and that night he forcefully took away my pride (Rape), I was really hurt because it was really painful, he was so hard on me but what do I know? I woke up the next day with my swollen legs I wept bitterly but there was no one to console me, 

I didn't disclose it to anyone because I was scared of being thrown out by him...He was later being disowned by his dad because of me but he took me with him to Army Barrack where he rented an apartment for us to stay He found a job for me then and we lived happily a but as time passes by, I started noticing some changes in me(I am Pregnant???🤦🤦)..He found out later after taking me to a clinic..

 But did I tell you that he was a panel beater???(Yes,he was!!!) Right from day one, he always beat me up as if I'm a criminal...So he also tried same even after he found out I was carrying his child...I keep dying in Silence until that fateful day, I was with our neighbor discussing when he moved in with a lady, carry her Ghana must go bag...I was dumbfounded Even my neighbor too) we just greeted him and he moved in with the lady (Wahala dey sleep iyanga wake...E don start)

At night, he called inside and reminded me who the lady was(His ex) that her house rent expired bla bla bla...She will be staying with us till she gets a place to stay, I said ok That night, he was the first person to go to bed with the lady, they laid on my bed kissing, romancing and cuddling themselves in my presence 💔💔💔 I was shocked and weak...I have no other option than to sleep on the floor...I stayed that way for like 3weeks but I later decided to terminate the pregnancy By taking those yoruba medicine, after that I slumped and was being rushed to the hospital where they said I was in coma.

..But God did a miracle 5days later I got back to live by His grace But the doctor said, I lost my child(The first fruit out of rape) I knew it will happen but I never prayed to live to witness it I wept bitterly but he keeps consoling me and even promised to change afterwards and he did to the extent of sending the lady away

We went back home, few weeks later, he got me a new job where he worked as their formal manager(He resigned because of me) I worked there for 6months without being paid because the CEO only pays all the ladies, one after the other in his house and he must have sex with you before that so I didn't bother myself much my salary because I was too busy thinking on what my next move will be...

When it clocked 6months, I collected 150k from the drawer as my salary and ran away with itThey later came looking for me but I fled....He later found me and by then I have already had a child (not his)But he keeps disturbing me claiming that the is his even though he is married that he wants us back.........

to be continued.........