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Melancholy...

LETTURE 3,870
Voti 933
Parti 54
Tempo 3h 11m

LETTURE 3,870
Voti 933
Parti 54
Tempo 3h 11m

africa africaica author brokenhomes depression discovery domesticviolence fiction ghana ghanaian melancholy teen westafrica young

#4 in Ghanaian on 20/11/20
#3 in Ghanaian on 21/11/20
#2 in Ghanaian on 21/11/20, 29/11/20
#5 in West Africa on 21/11/20
#4 in Ghana on 29/11/20
#2 in West Africa on 29/11/20

Melancholy(pronounced as mee-luhng-koo-lee.

              "Noun:
                        a feeling of pensive sadness,typically with no obvious cause."
                        

Her heart  is filled with pain.
Her tears are many...day in and day out,they fall out of her crystal eyes,moving down her cheeks like the water flowing swiftly in the Akosombo Dam.
She is fragile,she is weak,but she refuses to be pitied. 
Her  heart is filled with hatred for the person who did this to her,who turns out to be her own biological father,and later becomes her employer who sells her into domestic slavery.  

She pushes against  forces as society tries to sell her innocent soul into immoral lifestyles. 
She has no one to turn to for help as she,a child,struggles to take care of her two other siblings and mother-who fights for dear life as she battles rheumatoid arthritis.                              
With her heart filled with excruciating pain,she takes us through this long and long-lasting journey of perseverance.
Will her melancholic heart ever find happiness again? Satisfy your curiosity and click on that read button.


POINT OF VIEW-First person narrative.
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