Hey guys am back. Well let's get to this story. Shall we.
Risper's POV
When I was I think around 5 years old my mom(aunt) got a job with united nations in a remote place called lokichogio. The place was very remote those days am not sure about now. I had been staying with my biological mother and her husband, my step dad and his kids my step siblings. Anyway I always used to feel out of place so much. My step dad would buy things for my siblings and for me I would get nothing. I used to always look forward to holidays and the weekends because my aunt used to take me to her work place and we could do fun things and have fun. Like she was the one who helped me get up when I fell while ridding my bicycle for the first time without training wheels. I fell hard on the ground like a big suck of potatoes.
Ouch
After the worst experience of my youth life. My mom(aunt) came to bring us water since the place we lived was practically a desert sort off. She came to my rescue. Anyway, my aunt came to take me to her work place to have fun and lots of ice cream later. That was always the best way for me to end my weekend.
One particular visit, i was surprised by a a purple little bicycle with training wheels...
Hey don't judge i know i was to big for training wheels but give me a break it was the first time ever to see anything like that...
I started of well but at the very end of training i got hurt pretty bad..it was so bad that i still have the scar on my right knee. After visiting the small clinic they had at her work place she took me for some fries and ice cream.
Some days were really horrible and i never forgot those moments though i was on the wrong, i still remember. Like this one time i had come from school and it was raining heavily and there was a lot of water and I being a curious little child, I followed my friends who lived next to us. The only problem was that I didn't have a gum boot or an umbrella. I walked home only to be told that my step father was going to pick me up from the drop off point and now his very angry. I got home, took off the wet clothes and shoes, wore very heavy clothing to avoid feeling the pain when am being beaten🤣🤣🤣🤣
That wasn't my idea it was my nanny's, she told me to wear three trousers, two shirts, and two sweaters. Actually that day I was so lucky to have her.
My life has just been a crazy rollercoaster since birth and sometimes I hate telling people my life story when they ask like where is your dad?why haven't I seen your dad? I hate those question but my aunt told me that my story is worth telling other people even though I'll be judged.
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Till next time my munchkins love you all how the story is coming up well.
