The house gradually empties and I sit with tears in my eyes. I did not ask to come into the world so why am I despised so much? Why don't I have parents like other kids my age? I thought to myself.
Grandma: Don't cry Tia, I'll take care of you, we'll get through this!
A few months later, mum got married to uncle Bernard. She went to live with him, abandoning me with Grandma because, according to her, I had to taint his happiness. She didn't want to see "my rat face like my father" in her house.
At that moment, I felt abandoned, and I realized the extent of his dislike for me.
Several months later, granny fell ill, I was 11 years old and I was alone with my sick granny, taking care of her every night. This made me repeat sixth grade because I had no head for school.
The day before I turned 12, Grandma passed away and I felt like my life was coming to a halt. The only person taking care of me had just left, I knew I was going to suffer.
There were meetings because my aunts had decided to rent out granny's house so I had to "get the hell out" with my father or my mother.
My mother didn't want me.
My father ? Shouldn't even have dreamed. I just wear his name but he doesn't care and doesn't consider me.
One morning, my aunts went to dump me like a slut in front of my mother's gate. I was shocked that my mother lived in such a big house and let me live like an orphan. She let me suffer when she had the dream life!
If only I knew what to expect!
To be continued....