Yet in my past.
It was a difficult thing to move out of the web of sin. Even at a very young age, I knew too much that shouldn’t be known. I always looked forward for a better day at every dawn.
I can’t vividly remember how it started but I guess it’s in the blood. The smell of men quickens my heart to jump like I won a big amount of money. I always tried to control myself but it could not be so easy for my heart.
At a very tender age, my parents got divorced so I had to live with my brother in my father’s house. I was under six years old so it was difficult for me to know how it felt to have a happy home with both parents.
Even my mom’s face was scarce and fading to me.
My father got married and so bad for me, I had to be the little bride. With so much hatred abhorred in my heart, I managed to be calm with my step mom. Things were difficult but I had to go through them with my brother.
One of those dark days, I got scolded for not calling my stepmom “Mummy”. For my little mind, I felt I would be betraying my mom if I did that.
My stepmom would be caring when my dad is around but would be a beast if he’s gone. But this was the least of my worries.
What was I worried about?
I was worried about myself. All was not well even though I was calm and gentle on the outside. I had inner battles I fought alone without a second party.