Everything was looking perfect; mom was staying with us for a few days, Malcom was with his dad, our baby kelvin was healthy and the family was happy, I wished it would stay that way forever but of course it was too good to be true, I thought I was in a better place with mom, I thought she had started to love me but I was totally mistaken. Few days to my birthday that I never celebrate anymore since daddy passed away, Aunt Michelle decided we were going to have a party with family, her husband had travelled but he was supposed to be here on my birthday, there was a cake and everything it was really amazing I had so much fun, everyone was there and happy and so was I.
The next day I woke up with a lot of chaos and yelling going on in the house, everywhere was upside down with distraught faces, I could already sense that something was wrong, and no one would say what it was, I constantly asked my aunty what was wrong, she finally opened up to me and had explained that my uncle Troy lost a lot of money that was meant for the company he worked for and that they were trying to find it but they didn't, at that point mom came into the room and said and I quote "We should check her things" , I immediately knew what she was up to and I wished my aunt would see through her and would discover that she wanted to pin this on me, I was lost in thought but I could hear my mom going on and on about how I might be a thief and how I was desperate for money, my aunt defended me and spoke about how she never raised me to be a thief but the search was going to go on anyways to put an end to my mother's doubts, my bags were checked and apparently the money was found in my bag, mom didn't even wait to hear me out because she knew what happened and she knew that I knew it was her plan, she started hitting my with everything she could find, calling me disgraceful and a thief. my aunt looked at me with disappointment in her eyes and couldn't defend me, uncle troy had taken the money and left for work but he had also let I and mom know that he didn't want us in his house when he got back, I had lost the only family I had ever known and that was more devastating than the hits I was collecting from mom. aunt Michelle had prepared an account and transferred the rest of my trust in there and given me a card, she told me that if I needed anything for school I could go withdraw funds from it as she could no longer help me. I got ready and left with mom back to her house where the snakes crawled, I should have known mom was up to something, how could I have been so stupid. i was up all night crying my eyes out, the next few weeks was like hell, she would hit me at every inconvenience, a day didn't come that I didn't cry and it was obvious to our Neighbours that i was a victim of physical abuse from my everyday screaming and how skinny I was looking but no one would help me they would just give cold stares which for some reason was way worse, it felt like i was being judged; my whole life I have always been judged, for being a curse, for being the reason my father died and the reason my mom left for 4 years I had to put up with all that but you see the only person that never judged me was my classmate and crush, I could even say my first love Kabir. He was Muslim and we were friends, but he was popular, and I wasn't, I only had him and my best friend Mercy. School was supposed to be in a new session in a couple of days, and I was excited, at least i get to see my friends again.
The day we resumed I met up with my friends and they spoke about how skinny i was but i brushed it off with the excuse of wanting to be a model like Mercy, they both laughed at me and then we proceeded to class, we were in the middle of classes when the principal had called Kabir to the office, after a few minutes he returned to class gathering all his things in a haste, he hurriedly left without talking to anyone, I and mercy stared at each other with a worried expression, what could have happened and why did the principal call him, the principal came in after he left and informed our class that Kabir's father just passed away and that she would love for us to be supportive in this difficult time. After classes were done for the day I and Mercy had made a plan to meet up at Kabir's house to comfort him even if I had known that mom would never let me my plan was to sneak out of the house to go make sure he was fine, even if it meant I was going to be punished that day. When I got home and changed to casual clothes I got my plan in action and sneaked out without anyone seeing me, I met up with mercy and we made our way to his house, when we got there the house was crowded as the burial had just concluded as per their religious beliefs, we said our condolences and asked where Kabir was, his brother directed us to where we could find him and immediately he saw us walk in, he ran to me and gave a long hug while sobbing on my shoulder, I broke down on my knees with him on my shoulder and cried along with him, I felt like I could understand him cos I could relate, I wouldn't wish this even on my worst enemy. Mercy broke the hug after we along time and joked about how we were making her feel like a third wheel, we all laughed and then had a three-man hug, our faces turned sour again after he broke the hug to tell us that his mom had decided to move them all back to her family house in another country so that it would be easier to raise the four of them and they would be gone at the end of the week, it was devastating to hear that the first boy I had ever liked was moving all the way across the country, my love story had come to an end before it even began. After talking for a while we said our goodbyes and headed to our various homes, after I got home I saw mom standing in front of the house with a long stick ready to beat the living day light out of me, she immediately dragged me into the house and kept asking where I had been, I explained to her that my friend's father passed away but as soon as she heard it was a boy she started hitting my with the long stick that had nails in them, she went as far as stripping me naked and calling me names she hit me so much that I had bruises and cuts all over my body, she added pepper into the cuts and made me stand in the hot sun at the backyard of our house totally naked , I had to stand there till sunset because according to her I was prostituting myself at my age for money and this was her way of punishing me. I cried and screamed so much for someone to help me out but no one came to my rescue absolutely no one, my perverted Neighbours just stared from their houses every now and then, up until that day I had never said or thought about this but I hated her at that point and every day I wished she was the parent that died that day or me even instead of all the pain I was going through that I didn't deserve, times like this I missed dad so much and wanted to go be with him, I had no one left and the universe was obviously against me, my dad was dead, my mom was cold and wicked towards me, my first love was about to leave the country and the only mother figure I had left had abandoned me and I was being violated physically, how could I get past this or put my life together, i was a big mess and I thought to myself what else could go wrong, I had no idea that it was about to get worse.