Melancholy...

Melancholy...

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#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. Completed. Unedited.
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Call me a spoilt brat? That's what they all say. Don't worry I'm used to it now. I have felt till I feel no more.You can hurl all the hurting words but just remember one thing, Don't be too quick to judge.... You have no idea how it feels or how colossal the damage is. Our Anthem says ....."Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know " She is never around. She is always absent. She is so self-centered and only thinks about her selfish desires. It is all her fault...I wish I never knew her. Well, I'm not wasting my precious energy on trivial things. My numb heart beats no more so I care less. Since it happened, My world stopped revolving. I've been left broken beyond repair. They say there is beauty in the broken....Ah well, beauty ain't my portion. She tried, They tried, I tried..Yet to no avail.... Somethings are just meant to be. Right?? But No, don't give up on me yet. I'm going to rise up and roar like a lion. I'm going to bounce back bigger, better and stronger. It's just a matter of time. My numb heart will beat to the rhythm again. My smile will be restored. My entire life will be renewed. There is always light at the end of the tunnel. That's what I look forward to sooner or later. But till then, It's Harmattan. It's a withered sheanut tree, It's a Calabash. It's a thatched mudhouse. It's a dry Rocky land, a WILD SAVANNAH

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