Living in Africa with my family was no issue,we were the perfect family,a 15 years old daughter with good grades in science , a less annoying 8 years old son , an independent mom and a well paid sales manager as a dad ,a good house and cars ,we had all this ....we even had love but all was shattered when dad threw my mum out along with us just because of a Photoshopped picture of mum with some guy , my mum pleaded like her life depended on it even my brother and I tried to apologize but he called us names I never thought my dad would say or use against a person but he did he called us bastard and sluts , I knew this situation was gonna be the end of my family ......... It now occurred to me that the only thing we were lacking was trust.
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Exactly 12 months later
...mom had started drinking and has lost her job my grandfather is planning on throwing her out but my granny and I beg for her to stay here but gradually and gradually everything started getting out of hand ,sometimes she'll come back home drunk and start hitting me and my brother telling us that she wanted to batter our face cause it reminded her of dad and later she resulted to physically harming use through the use of knife to Stab us or clawing at my face ...of course we didn't tell grandpa and granny about this or else my mum would be long gone and I knew deep down that my mum I loved and knew was till there deep down .......we resulted to wearing dresses that covered our scars and smiles that masked our pain during this periods did I find my brother not annoying and we would cry and hug ourselves to sleep at night after our treacherous beatings.
A year of pain and sadness went by I clocked 16 and my brother aged 9 my brother was getting fed up with the usual beatings and so was I , I started to lose hope on my mum but we still kept shut ........ A couple of month after I celebrated my birthday we had a special program at church and the be given us specific clothes for the teens and kids to wear which if we put on will reveal our scars that we've been trying to hide for this past one and half years normally we would find excuses on school project and exams since none of my gran parents actually monitor our school work only our results and grades but now granny had insist we follow her to this program...after loads of arguments we finally gave in and try the dresses for granny and that was the last time we saw our mum ,she was taken to a mental hospital after the cops had confirmed she was mentally unstable granny and grandpa decided that it'll be best if they sent ius to our uncle in New York as they were running out of cash to send us to school so now we are going of to start a new life .........................................wish us luck
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RomanceLulu had to move form Africa to USA due to some family issues, finding it hard to adapt to their foreign ways was hard but what happens when she is kidnapped by the mafia boss
