New Dawn

CHAPTER 5

Lucifers POV

Since i was a juvenile, i was flat broke of everything. My father would call me inauspicious and never give a second fleeting look at me. After being devoid of love and affection, i transformed into a heartless person. Never did i make friends and hardly trusted anyone.

Not in my life i got to see my mother cause while she was undergoing through childbirth process at my time, she lost her oscillation and passed away. The gynecologists were ignorant of the case that she was expecting twins rather than a single baby. When they were giving her ablution they discovered another baby in her but it was delayed to the point that the offspring also passed away. After that day my father hated me to the point of naming me Lucifer.

All my school life people stayed away from me. Some students bullied me thinking i was a saddiest, freak, wierd. Teachers didnt care what the students did to others, complaining about it made it all alot more worse since those intimidators didnt appreciate it. When i came to high school i met Mike, he made all the isolation in my life fade away. His family tried alot to make me feel cozy and to draw a breath in my life but it was too late to restyle me.

I had been victimize all my childhood boiled down to adulthood, that i was compelled to marry a woman who was way too mature than me. My progenitor was overwhelm with the blindfold of greediness that he didnt anticipate the age gap between us.

Living with Mary was excruciate to the extent that she would force me to things which i was not ready for. She treated me as i was not her husband but a child she had adopted. That lady made our relationship toxic that it felt like i was suffocating every time i stayed in that house with her. I never showcased any emotion and was bossy to all the people around me apart from Mike.

The day Mary expired, i was on cloud nine but it went all down the drain when my father accused me for murdering Mary and got me arrested. Staying in prison reminded me of the poem i wrote when i was in primary school.

Do you know what it's like
to feel so alone?
No mom, no dad,
no house to call a home.
Nobody wants me,
nobody cares.
Everybody can see me,
everybody just stares.
They know my life,
but they don't know it all.
I feel abondoned,
and one day i'll fall.
My dad was never here,
didn't want me, no doubt.
My life isn't perfect
it spirals down.
I'll refuse to show fear
when i move out of town.
I need a way out,
but there is no escape.
i don't know where i am,
i'm lost and an individual.

Poetry fancinated me from the time i read my late mothers poetry diary. Likewise exactly after one month in imprison, Mike got me bailed out and the court proved that i came about untainted. Indeed Mike was once in a lifetime friend.

After two months of stuggle with no healthy food and a proper place to stay, i got a job where Mike worked as a watchman and after securing my post i went to have a good word with my so called biological father. Planning out on what topics we would talk about i didnt see the amount of people surrounding my ancestors residence.

Confused as to why people were sobbing i entered the house only to be stopped dead in tracks. Right in front of me was my father hanging with the rope around his neck and a wrist that shaded all the blood from the body only to leave him pitch black and stinky. Perplexed as the scene in front of me unfolded, i grasped the news that the investigation officers of Mary's case found evidence against my father and were coming the next morning to arrest him only to find him dead.

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I am extremely sorry to all the readers for the late update. But i have edited this chapter abit. i hope you'll all love it.

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