I waved at my mum one last time as tears rolled down from my eyes. Thinking about it made sorrow, hatred, and lustful moments form a heavy load in my heart. Mama and Papa were both travelling abroad and I suppose I will stay at my mum's younger sister's place. It would have been a great thing right! but indifferent for me because my aunt was going to make life a living hell for me. She is from the same blood bond with my mum but they never come across each other without an unstoppable argument. The only solution my grandpa made for me was to stay at her place. could you even imagine that 'urgh'? I am mad at myself and everyone because I can't see any reason why I have to be here. can't they just even lounge at a hotel for me since I know we have more than enough money? And now my aunt is already sending me cold stares whenever she stares at me I feel myself being choked up.
Early the next morning I woke up at 5. am. I was mad when I looked at the time. I saw the time 'what on earth? Then I saw my aunt staring at me with a mop stick in her right hand. she scolded me for still being in bed by 5 am and so I stood up. I cleared the dishes and did the laundry. I even have to wash the car. My life became miserable ever since then, my mum only calls once in a blue moon and I was left with no other choice but to enjoy the persuading life. I am always in since I was not allowed to go to school after one month of trial in a polytechnic. My aunt said it was a waste of time. I was supposed to be cleaning when I was at school and with that, she made me a school dropout.
In my past years of living, I have always heard this rumour around that not all children who are born with a silver spoon in their mouth are always lucky. In every aspect of life, I never believed it until I made myself a good example for illustration. I already made up my mind one afternoon while I was cleaning the dishes. I had a sudden thought of something. The idea was running away from home. I smiled at myself when I felt my idea might be the best. Come to think of it, I have enough money in my account even if mama doesn't call all the time, she never for once forgot about sending me money. She believes that as a mature person, I should have a little amount of money at hand in terms of emergency just like running out of my menstruation kit, underwear and not this type of emergency but precisely it is all still the same.
I finish my plate and run down to my room. I packed some of my clothes and other necessities like snacks, underwear, a new pair of pants, and shoes in order not to make it obvious or stressful. I place everything neatly in my small portfolio travelling bag and keep it under the bed. I went out to continue working as usual. Since I got here all I do is work since that is what they made my life turn into. I couldn't blame anyone unless for the fact that no one knows about this. you might be wondering why I didn't tell Mama about it but I just can't. it will make mama call aunty and they will start their Jolly Jolly argument as always. so imagine what will happen to me once the call ends. 'fuck! I am dead. she will even persuade me even more since she already knows my mum can't be back yet. So why should I try it? No!! I must not bounce back to my escape plans.
It was midnight, already 1. am and I was fully awake and dressed up wearing a normal fluffy gown and a matching colour scarf with my flat slippers, the one with a tik tok logo on it. I carried my bag and extracted the keys from my trolley. It was said by my aunt that all of us must have the house key at hand. so with that, I sneaked out of my room and headed straight to the door. I successfully passed by the corridor, my aunt's room and now there is nothing in my way except the passage. As soon as I got to the door, I placed the key into the keyhole, then I heard a menacing voice behind me 'And where are you going to'? which made me gasp out loud and my body on the door, "OMG". she was grinning widely and she was holding a mop stick in her right hand as usual. Before I could even proceed in explaining myself, she was moving in my direction.
When she got to me, she grabbed my collar and dragged me to the centre of the living room. I fell feeling the pain down my spine and she started beating me. It was like a dream to me because no one has ever laid hands on me not even Mama and Papa no matter what I have done to them and now aunty is beating me like I am worthless or a stray dog that has stolen meat from the kitchen. I haven't even felt the pain as it was my thought that made tears start strolling down to my cheeks. I am done... for I am an unlucky child who is born with misfortune. Why me? mama and papa... where are you? Please come and save me. I couldn't stop crying even when she had satisfied herself with the beating and left me alone to feel my pain all alone. Since then, I served more severe punishment like washing clothes that are already washed not even with the washing machine but my hands and other frustrating things.
I have been having this tough time for the past 6 months now and I look like a half-dead and half-alive person. I don't even have any fat in me. I seem to be eating but it is not showing. I look battered and shattered. My state right now is nothing to talk about and I don't want anyone to see me like this. So these days I never for once think I had experienced something like this. I was sent to the supermarket to get ingredients for fried rice and you know ingredients like cabbage, carrots, green beans, red kidney and other things to make the recipe look great. So on my way back home, I was lost in my wild thoughts as I couldn't even notice the upcoming vehicle as I crossed the road. I got hit by the car as I fell rolling down to the roadside then before everything went a blur, I ended up being unconscious.
I am presently narrating my own life experience to you so you have to learn from it. After the accident, I was saved by the man who knocked me down. Thank goodness he was kind and after my surgery, I was told I lost a lot of blood. Fortunately for me, I found a blood donor and the man asked about what must have happened to me to be in that state. I was contemplating if I should tell him but since he saved me, I believe he should know. I narrated everything to him. He was touched and so he asked me if I can make a live broadcast on maltreatment according to what I have experienced and I agreed. Now I want everyone to fight for their right since I couldn't fight back then. Now, I am making history and giving solutions.
Mama and papa later found out about the incident. All aunty could do was deny what had already happened and say I was spreading false rumours. I couldn't blame her as I don't care anymore because what is gone is gone. And am now married to a wonderful and caring man. the son of the man who saved my life. So whatever hardship you face in life never give up.