Distress OF A HOUSE GIRL EPISODE 1

Numerous years ago, after my mother had chomped the dust, my father held up a little before the wedding of another spouse.

Numerous years ago, after my mother had chomped the dust, my father held up a little before the wedding of another spouse.

 

At first, he promised not to wed another spouse however later on he adjusted his perspective.

 

My stepmom began abusing me promptly after she got hitched by my father.

 

 I frequently stay an entire day without tasting something besides water.

 

She generally is. at the poo out of me and I was wearing broken down garments and school garbs.

 

I planned to school barefooted.

 

An aunt whose guardians dwell close to our compound knew about this and needed to flip out.

 

She was living in Lagos with her significant other and child.

 

Her child was a grown-up who was tutoring in perhaps of the best college in Nigeria while her better half is a finance manager.

 

  Aunt ụkamaka came and fought with my stepmom.

 

 She further called my father a wimp and my father was dumbstruck and couldn't let out the slightest peep.

 

I gathered my sacks quickly and was angry as I escaped to the city with Aunty ụkamaka.

 

I was 13 years then and the transport we boarded was moving like lubed lightning.

 

I continued to look outside through the window as I was at the seat by the window.

 

"To be sure Lagos is a wonderful state" I mumbled with my look wreathe in grins.

 

My eyes wouldn't quit taking a gander at those lovely structures we were cruising by.

 

Getting to my Aunty's apartment, her spouse and child invited me profoundly.

 

 I was happy to the point of bursting because I contemplated that my Aunty have stopped my abuse.

 

She showed me my room and gave me something to eat.

 

 I ate the food brimming with the delight of springs.

 

Her child even added an amount of food to mine and I truly ate agreeable to me.

 

The following day, as soon as it timed 4 am,my Aunty awakened me suddenly and requested me to proceed to do some house tasks.

 

I told her that it was still early yet she was up in her arms and grievously gave me a filthy slap.

 

I ran out and began crying sharply.

 

 I feared my shadow when I saw that her little girl was all the while dozing.

 

 The story proceeds

 


Chukwuemeka Obiora

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Esewi Ogbebor 32 안에

From frying pot to fire🤣

 
 
Chinecherem Obed 2 년

Good

 
 
Favour Ben Amangala 2 년

Na here everything won bad for her

 
 
Emmanuella Asuelimen 2 년

im liking the story already

 
 
Emeka Ogbu 2 년

Good

 
 
Eyitoni Omayuku 2 년

Good

 
 
Chukwuemeka Obiora 2 년

Nice