❝...Let not your heart be troubled,
neither let it be afraid❞ John 14:1
↳in which a 19 year old girl named
Monique with a hard enough life
already but being raped makes it all more harder.
people shun her even her own family.
when she meets a swee...
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(I'm using her for Sarah. Ya'll like it?)
"Umm, who are you?" Sarah asked me.
"I live here. Who is you?"
"I'm Maureen's Sister. Where is she?"
"Maureen!!!" I shouted upstairs.
"Yes, dear?" She walked down the stairs.
"Do you know this woman?"
She looked behind me. "Oh my gosh! Sarah you're here!" She ran and hugged her.
"Your getting old on me!" Sarah exclaimed, hugging her sister tightly.
"You too! It's so nice to see you again. You should come here more often"
I stand there dumbfounded.
"I'll go upstairs and let you guys have your talk" I said.
"Absolutely Not!" Maureen grabbed my hand and let me stand before Sarah.
"Sarah, This is Monique. Monique, This is Sarah, My Sister"
"Nice meeting you" Sarah shake my hand.
"Nice meeting you too" I smiled.
"So is she related to you?" Sarah asked Maureen.
"Oh no!" Ma turned to me. "Do you want me to tell her about your background?"
"I'll tell her when I'm ready" I felt uncomfortable.
"Well, Sarah. Monique is a trusted friend and she's been living with us for some months now. Were practically family" Ma smiled at me. "She soon give birth!"
"Oh wow! I'm happy for you, Monique! And I understand that sometimes you feel uncomfortable sharing about yourself but you don't need to worry. Were family now, right?!" Sarah smiled at the both of us. She really lights up the room with her personality.
"Yes! We are" I smiled back.
"Do you want something to eat? I have food in the fridge" Maureen asked.
"Yes, actually. I'm starving!" Sarah rubbed her belly.
"Get whatever you want" Ma said to her. While she was getting someting to eat, Maureen walked towards me.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, why?" I asked.
She examined my face. "You look off a bit"
"Nah, it's good" I didn't feel okay. Bringing up my background, hurts.
"You can tell me anything that's bugging you okay?"
"I know, Ma"
"Now, please. I do not like you slouching and saddening yourself like that. This house is filled with happiness not sadness" She lift up my chin and smiled. "Go talk to God about what's bugging you"
I smiled. "I will"
"I love you! Now go" She pushed me softly.
I wonder how my mother feel when she had me. Maureen is family to me. She treats me like how she wanted to be treated. I see her as a mother figure in my life. I'm so sad I didn't get to really enjoy the times with my own mom.
