Forever Broken

Chapter 1: My Mom; M.K Robinson

My name is Malika. Welcome to a piece of my life. I won't talk much I will just let you find out for yourself and judge whether my life is perfect or not.

   Growing up was very unpredictable. I mean I was born to a famous mother and everyone knew that I was a bastard something I was often downcasted for. Well, my mom was the famous or infamous M.K. Robinson. M.K Robinson? Who didn't know her?. She was a very proud black woman. She built herself an entire empire. She faced many difficulties as a child which made
her stone-hearted. Her mother abandoned her when she was two by the roadside one poor woman took her and stayed with her of course, she couldn't take her to school because she was poor . My mother's woes started when she was five and the woman helping her had gotten very sick and could not go and work anymore so for her to be well, my mother started working two jobs. The woman died anyway but my mother's woes did not. She was raped severally and one of those rapes formed me. This happened when she was 13 years old. Since she was pregnant, she couldn't work as hard as she used to and decided to take work as a maid. She started working as a maid for the McGrands. Mr McGrand and his wife with their two children lived quite a lavish life. They were very rich and equally very arrogant. They maltreated my mother so much. During my mother's sixth month of pregnancy, she accidentally broke a glass. Mrs McGrand beat her up so badly that my mom got into labour. Then she gave birth to me; Malika Robinson. I was kept in the hospital for a while till gained some weight and was okay to go home.

   One Saturday, while my mom was cleaning, she overheard Mr McGrand speaking of a consignment he was supposed to pick up. My mom decided enough was enough and went ahead of Mr McGrand to pick the consignment up. When Mr McGrand found out he was very angry and attempted to kill my mom, out of self-defence my mom killed Mr McGrand. Later she killed his wife and his two kids. She transferred all his properties to her name and that was when the famous M.K Robinson was born.
She made sure I never lacked anything. My milk was always fresh, I had my nursery and was a comfortable baby. She started many businesses to cover her tracks as a drug lord and human trafficker. She had mansions and lots of cars. People respected her because they thought she built all that from scratch.