HER LAST CONFESSION
Our lives changed after mamas death. Papa used all the money left on buying the most expensive wine in town, he had a collection of wines, it was disturbing, we then became a bad example and reference point in our neighborhood. Children our age will run the opposite direction as if running from the devil whenever they see us walking on the street.
Everyday little Sally would come crying saying she was being bullied by the boys in her school, calling her names. It was a nightmare even at night because she always cry herself to sleep in my hands.
Papa didn't really care about us, he would leave home and not come back until about a week later. The only money left was my savings and it could only afford us a can of beans, anytime papa came home drunk, he would forget who we are and beat us mercilessly.
One fateful Tuesday, after Sally had gone to, papa came home with a group of men, they scared the hell out of me so I hid under my bed. Papa searched and searched but couldn't find what he was looking for. I heard shouting from downstairs so I tiptoed to the staircase, by the time I got there, the big man had shot papa who was now in the pool of his own blood. I held my breath as I saw papa lying on the couch. Thank goodness Sally was not home because she would have screamed and the big man would have held us captive. I dragged papa into his room and locked the door. I could not bear to see his face as he was growing cold and stiff. It was and still a frightening picture.
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HER LAST CONFESSION
Short StoryThis particular character has never seen happiness in her life.....or maybe she doesn't remember....Read on to find out the tragedy in her life and how it got healed...
