I wasn't myself anymore. I could barely function at work or home. Most of the time I felt sick and I just wanted to sleep. I wanted to sleep away my heartache.
Every night I cried myself to sleep and sometimes my mom would sleep with me to console me. My heartache was unbearable. Why have Marlon built up my heart just to shatter it?
From we parted ways, he never called me or showed up to see me. Even though, I wouldn't have interacted with him he could've at least shown me that he cared. Because of this I deleted his number and threw my ring down the drainage. Also I burnt our printed photos and deleted the ones in my phone. I didn't want any remembrance of him. I also threw away all the gifts he gave me.
My dad left me and now Marlon. I wondered what was wrong with me. Even though, I didn't know my dad, his absence affected me. Especially when I saw children who have great relationships with their dad. I hope my mom doesn't leave me. My dad left because he couldn't accept someone black and poor within his family and Marlon did the same because of his family. He even went further choosing someone else over me. I may sound unfair as she was there before me and he chose me over her but now he chooses her over me. I guess I was reaping what I sowed.
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Bolanle
Short StoryThe story of a girl who grows up in a classist and colourist society. In her society the rich light-skins see themselves as superior to the poor black-skins. What will happen when she falls for her opposite and he falls for her?
