THE REJECTED STONE

chapter 2

mouna fumed and slapped me again then I screamed cause the pain was too much for me to bear my mom came running into the kitchen "what's going on here" asked my stepmom "it's Muna she just called me by my name" says mouna "what" my mom said turning towards me "why would you call her by her name you daughter of nowhere, how dare you"

"I'm sorry mother...it won't happen again" I said as I can't believe my ears, I mean why would I be calling my own sister that I am 3 years older than by her name. I cried bitterly inside me cause i can't believe the kind of life that I have been subjected to till God knows when it will end.

"from today henceforth you will start to call her ma'am mouna" says my mom

"what" I said cause I couldn't believe my ears " you heard me right" says my mom sipping her juice

" how would you expect me to be calling my own sis that I senior with 3 years ma'am" I said amidst tears cause I can't control the tears from dropping

" yes, at least she is not a bastard like you, a nobody that doesn't even know who her real mother is" my mom scuffs

mouna who have be watching the whole scenerio with a smile of satisfaction spoke up " you heard my momma...from today onwards you will add ma'am to my name or just call me ma'am" mouna said with a grin on her face

I sobbed bitterly, my mom just insulted me and made me feel like a nobody

I don't know who my mum is my I was told by my father that I was picked by the roadside

**************R-E-C-A-P*****************

One Saturday afternoon I was in the kitchen cooking egusi soup when mouna came in ranting "Muna, Muna are you okay at all what's wrong with you" she says as she breathes heavily

" mouna hope there is no problem" I asked as my brain was trying to process the whole scenerio to pick something that I can understand

" you don't know what is wrong...who asked you to use my favorite plate"

"which plate" a confused me asked

" the blue one" she said in between her teeth

" oh...the blue one...I'm sorry I didn't know it's your favorite plate" I said recalling the plate she was talking about

" you didn't know or you just wanted to look for trouble" mouna said looking at me wickedly " and you will get what you are looking for" she said then slapped me on the face. with anger I slapped her back then she started shouting " mom, mom, help me muna wants to kill me !!"

my mom came into the kitchen in a rush and asked what is going on

" it's Muna she slapped me just because I asked why she used my favorite plate" mouna said amidst tears

then my mom turned to me "why would you do that huh"

" mom she slapped me first" I said in defense

" and so what you little piece trash...now you listen to me never I repeat never will you ever lay your filty hands on my precious daughter again, I'm I clear"

"yes mother" I replied

"I am not your mother, don't you ever call me mother and you will never be my daughter" my mother said.

"what" I said "but you are my mother" I insist as I couldn't believe what I'm hearing

"I'm not your mother, you were picked from the roadside by your father" my mom said with disgust on her face

as I heard this I was already in tears "I can't believe this.....this can't be true.... please tell me this is not true"

"oh..it is my dear, wake up from your slumber" says my mother

I screamed then ran out of the house to go meet my father in the farm

"father, father" I cried as I ran to where he was

"yes my child....hope all is well" said my father with a worried expression

"father tell me that this is not true....tell me mother is lying" I said as I cried bitterly

" true....what is not true" asked my confused father

"that she is not my mother" I blurted out

"what,how is she not your mother"he said angrily "father please just tell me the truth cause she can't say it if she truely is my mother" I said insisting "what is wrong with oluoma why would she say something like this, anyway she has a query to answer when I get home, why would she say something like this to a child" my father fumed with anger. then he looked at me

"alright" my father signs "I will tell you"

then he points at a large stone "sit down"