"It's just a jog not a marathon...breath!."
Have you ever just sat there and wondered what could have been your purpose in a world full of talents....,dreams...and goals but when you look around people have those ,you just happen to be the odd one out?.Well I have and mind not only did I but someone too did" wonder"along with me .
Chapter 1: The Weight of Rejection
Nompumelelo Ndlovu was her name,the girl who felt like she didn't quite fit in.Looks?..that didn't matter in the village .Raised by both of her martenal grandparents, her mother had left for the city .Life was good for the survivors and so she had to be a survivor too,not by choice but by the environment. I mean in big families where there is a lot of children surrounded by only two adults there's hardly to be a time for each child to be cared for accordingly ,but in a way she was the odd one out ,it was there....she felt it in her bones as young as she was but the body just did inform her she was odd,in a way that she was the only child of her mother whilst her cousins had siblings who they run to when they get into the typical naughtiness problems ,they would get to back each up but her she was just alone on her own no one would cover for so.etimes they would even frame her with their mistakes because they new it would be one against five siblings......but for some reason....with time one gets used to it....you learn to swallow the pill as bitter as it is ...(to be continued)..