I started writting a letter to my unborn daughter with love and compassion
My dearest daughter Aldora,
I'm so comfused right now my baby. When you get this note I'll have probably perished for something like 15 years. Happy 15th birthday darling, today you will know exactly the kind of a mother that gave birth to you.
Dear, my greatest wish in life was to become rich and live like a queen regardless of my background, my family and education status. I never took education seriously back then till I realized it was a key to success.
Your ignorant mother went for anything she heard would make her successful. I lost my precious brother through a ritual that I've never seen any result of it till now just for money and luck.. I practically killed him and this guilt will haunt me even in afterlife, I've killed more people in fact!
I'm sorry that I was not smart enough to identify who your father is because I was gang raped and got you but that is not a problem.. What makes me cry so hard right now is that I'll never be able to see you growing up, see your smile, your good and bad days..I'll not even be able to advise you in any way most especially mould you into a powerful black queen. Please forgive me darling.
The only advise that I'm giving you to look up to forever is this:
Study hard and reach your dreams, nothing in life comes easy like I thought.. Eat your favorite food, drink what pleases your vibe (I don't highly recommend alcohol), go get whatever you want in life. Don't compare or allow anyone to compare you with someone else because you are unique and the best in your own way.. listen to your elders and never stop learning from mistakes. Remember you should leave your legacy behind, be successful and very rich please! Take my lifelong dream to fulfillment.
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Dady Nickson adopted you when you were four months old in my womb.. He is your father no matter what, love him and respect him with all your heart. My mother will take care of you, I don't know for how long but I hope it'll be long enough for her to hand this letter to you. Never get lost and give up no matter how hard the situation will be.. take the house and the cars, my bank accounts and everything I've left to get to that good dream life. I'll be up there watching over you. I love you so much!
Love,
Mom Oliva.
As soon as I finished writing the letter, tears were flooding on my face wondering why was I supposed to die at 24 years of age and leave my daughter alone in the world full of scary people and things.
The next day, I woke up earlier than normal and started doing some simple exercises but suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and within seconds it spread all over my body.. I knew it was time to give birth but I was not ready for the pain I felt at the moment. I shouted calling out for help and the room was filled with doctors and nurses within seconds.. my mother and Nickson were stopped at the door but I saw them attempting to enter the room.
The delivery process was so painful but I devoted all my energy to push my baby harder as the doctor insisted.. I ran out of breath when I heard a sharp loud voice of a newly born baby.. my baby.. tears of joy fell down my eyes as the doctor handed the baby to me and my mother as well as Nickson entered the labour room.
"Aldora! Let's call her Aldora" I smiled at them
"Sure! Aldora Nickson.." Nickson could not stop amazing me
"That sounds magical!" My mother added a word
"Our baby is so beautiful" Nickson left my heart very flattered
"Thank you for everything Nick" I gave him a weak but indeed honest smile
"Shhhhhh! Don't speak, you need to rest" He stopped me
"Yes! I need to rest" I responded and handed him our daughter..
"Good girl.. just like your mother!" He smiled at Aldora
"Nick, I have written a letter for our baby.. it is in the drawer.. keep it safe for me just incase I.."
"Ollie, please rest!" He interrupted, I understood he didn't want to listen to what I had to say
I smiled at both of them and closed my eyes
Nickson's POV
After half an hour I entered Ollie's room to check if the baby was awake and looked at Oliva sleeping. This woman's lovely even when sleeping, I smiled and started leaving the room but I felt something strange and went back to look at Oliva. She was not breathing and very cold, I ran to call the doctors like an idiot and within few minutes the room was crowded
"Oh.." It was all the doctor said after examining her while he put off his glasses
"What is it doctor? How is she?" I trembled as I asked him about this
"She is dead.. actually, she died a while ago" He said slowly and calmly
"You don't mean that" Oliva's mother interrupted and ran to the bed calling Oliva to wake up
"Oliva is dead!" My heart was bleeding, I knew she had no much time left but this was just too fast and soon. My legs lost balance and before I realized it, I was already on the floor feeling lonely and numb
The entire room remained quiet except Aldora who woke up and started crying loudly. I followed her and carried her from her bed
"Aldora! Your mother has just died.. I loved her so much than the word itself. I promise I'll love you for the rest of my life and I'll give you the best in the world, make you my powerful beautiful daughter.. I promise.." I said to myself as I carried Aldora
THE END
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FIVE SCARS OF OLIVA
Teen FictionFive scars of Oliva is an African story of a girl named Oliva. She comes from a poor background and she is very eager to get good life. She lives her life going through a series of happy and sad moments some of which mark great scars in her heart. T...
