Layla's POV
Mum,please don't leave me..I cried out loud sweating and screaming,Layla wake up please ,my sister Maryam tapped me,I promise it was just a dream you had just like the usual ones..Layla you are having a panic attack let me go and call Yaya sadiq.
Maryam POV
Yaya!!!!!!!! I called running into the hall way .layla is having a panic attack again please am scared she has been saying things like "don't leave me mom"and she has been sweating and screaming I told him,get the car keys and inform mama of Layla's condition,okay,mama ,Layla is having a panic attack,me and Yaya are taking her to the hospital now,mama I called again ,is that why you have been screaming and crying.i thought she had already died and followed her useless mother,mama!!!!! I called crying don't forget Layla is like a daughter to you ,I fail to understand why you hate her so much to the extent of wishing her death,just remember one thing mama just give her a chance and see how amazing and caring Layla is and how she yawns for a mother's love,Layla will always love you no matter how bad you treat her mama..I'm just here to inform you of her condition,we are taking her to the hospital right now,Yaya is already waiting for me in the car,with one glance at her I left the the room wishing all this hatred mama has for Layla was just a bad dream and we will all wake up to a happy family but I think it will never happen.
I found them in the car waiting for me,where have you been,an angry Yaya asked me?in mama's room of course I answered back.We took her to our family hospital which was only three kilometers from our house.we went into the hospital to inform the doctor of her condition..later Layla was admitted and Yaya left to bring food and other necessities we needed....I watched as the nurse ran some test on her,don't worry too much ,she will be fine and will wake up soon,the nurse said and left the room,I watched Layla's weak body laying on the bed ,Layla is the definition of beauty,she looks like her mother,our father once told us ,she has long black silky hair that reaches her waist and a round and big hazel eyes and a small cute pink lips,how can someone hate this amazing soul,I asked myself...with that thought in my mind I went to sleep.
Alhamdulillah.how was it,Layla had a panic attack😔😣😭and what mama said made me cry ,😢😭tag along and find out the reason behind mama's hatered 😔 until then bye 👋🏿 see you next time and stay bless don't forget to hit the like button and comment.🥰😍
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Breaking free
General FictionMeet Layla Abbas on her journey in life..see how she copes with her step mother's hatered..will she find the happiness she deserves after losing her mother at a tender age..join in the roller coaster
