A young secondary school graduate, who experienced strange happenings in the hands of a monster in human form.
"I don't want to go with him... mom please I do not want to". She cried and pleaded with her mother.
"You must go! He is a potential husba...
Why does my mom want me to visit my uncle? And this is not the first time she is doing this, or is there some kind of secret she hiding?
*Flashback,two months ago* "Callie, you are to visit your uncle next week and there is no room for refusal"
*Present* There must be some kind of secret my mom is hiding..... and I must find out that secret. I know mom will not allow me learn a trade, I don't even understand why, and she doesn't even attempt to understand me, like why?? If only I have somewhere to go, hmm...do I even have friends? Ohh, yes I do... Let me call her...
*Phone rings* Callie: Heyyy Alora, how are you doing today shawty? Alora: Hey b*tch, hope you are doing good. I'm doing good tho. What's popping? Callie: I'm just here trying to deal with my mom and her antics. Alora: Your mom, hmm...what has she done again? Callie: Nothing much, she just wants me to go to my uncle's place and I refused. Alora: Was she not angry? Callie: Yh, she was but I had to prove my point. Alora: That's good, but how about university? Callie: Idk, we have to see about that. But I will let you know about the development [I don't know]. Alora: Okay, that's good,byee, TTYL [Talk To You Later]. Callie: Yh, bye.
*Call ends* OMG, I'm so bored,like what do I do now?? (Oh My Goodness/Gosh/Gawddd/God). [You can make the G whatever you think is more suitable].
What rule will my mom, even give to me concerning my part-time job now? I think: Do not put on short skirts, Do not make your hair, it's EVIL!
These stupid rules, I guess the rules will be something like these.
She claims she knows best, that I'm the strong headed one, and she can never be wrong. I'm like,🤨are you God? No. She never listens to other people.
She has her good times though, she tries to be calm and rational at times.
Yh, she has her good moments, but nowadays, it's so rare to see her understand.
Be patient with her, I'm sure one of these days she will try to understand you and she will be patient.
Until when do I have to wait, I have waited for 17 years but she's off and on like she has bipolar disorder (God have mercy on me....but I can't help it).
Patience is a virture girl just-
Stop talking will you, just stfu, okay (Shut the f*ck up)
Ok...
I shut the voice in the head out of my mind. Finally I have some peace. Sometimes I h8te the lil voice, always chipping in things. And sometimes I love her. But rn she's annoying. (Right now). I need to go out, now I need to go downstairs to seek permission🤦from my mom. The time rn is 1:30 pm.
*Goes to my mum's room* Knock, knock ... 'Yes, come in.' "Mom, please I want to go to the park, that is close to the house". 'What are you going to do there by yourself?' "I just want to walk around". 'I believe this house is big enough for you to walk around. But you can go.' "Efcharistó mamá" (Thank you mom) "You may now leave".
Dòxa to theó (Thank God). She allowed me to go out.
*Brings out a knee length gown and a flowery slipper (it's summer)*
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Now what's left is just to comb my hair. I finally pick up a brush to comb my natural thick ,long, black hair into a ponytail. Now I'm ready to go.
"Bye mom." 'Bye, be back by 6pm' "Okay mom".
How are you doing? I hope you're good. Please vote,comment and share. I think this chapter is longer than the last few chapters. I hope you like this chapter. Thanks for reading 🥺
I think I'm about to delete or unpublish this book, cuz I feel it's not as interesting as I thought it would be,nor are you liking it ...it's just my thought but I think that's what I'm going to do.
