Overthrown #ProjectNigeriaUC2017

Overthrown #ProjectNigeriaUC2017

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Oroma had always lived an ordinary quiet life.That was until her village was invaded.After being carried off as a slave, what more did the future hold for her? Never could she have imagined that was only the beginning.
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All she ever wanted was to be seen. Not the best school. Not the richest house. Just love. But what happens when those meant to protect you are the first to abandon you? She thought being Head Girl at South Park International was the dream- Secret parties. Praise. A man's love. Until one night One drink Changed everything and the only thing that ever mattered... Was taken. Not in love. Not in marriage. But unknowingly. A pregnancy no one wanted. A slap that echoed louder than her cries. A marriage she never chose. ______________________________ "You called me a disgrace... but what do you call parents who abandon their child emotionally?! What do you call a mother who only shows up to criticise? A father who's more present in the community than in his own home?!" My mum scoffed. > "So you found love in the arms of some lowlife boy? How smart, Noor. You're just like those dirty girls on the street!" Her words stung. I glared at her. > "Don't you dare call me dirty," I said. "I became who I am because you weren't who you should've been. You helped write this story." "You'll abort that bastard "That 'bastard' is my baby. And she's the only one who hasn't hurt me." I turned to my dad. "You want me to fix it by pretending it never happened? Kill a child for your dignity?" "Watch your tone!" he yelled. "No! YOU watch yours! Where were you when I was crying myself to sleep? When I begged for your attention with my silence?! I reached for the knife on the table. My mother's eyes widened. "Noor, don't!" she shouted. I held the knife to my chest. "Kill me, then. Do it. Because I'm tired of living in this prison you call home. At least if I die, I'll finally get your full attention." --------- *A Journey Through Regret is a powerful tale of neglect, rebellion, and redemption. But will regret be the end... or the beginning of her healing? . Follow my pen-this story will stay with you. Drama, twists, and a ride you won't forget. Buckle up!

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