” Mama,she has a boyfriend ! Do you know she didn’t do the dishes but rush off to see him. The boy is…,” she whispered as I entered in the kitchen.

” Who is the boy?” my mother asked furiously.

” It’s Tau, that imbecile, useless boy from that corner,” she replied, pointing with her middle finger on her left.

My heart was beating but Tau wasn’t my boyfriend. Why was my little sister lying? She just saw me standing, talking to him about a school which I wanted to attend. And I never left the house without doing the dishes first. I was more like a maid at home.

Life taught me to accept that you can’t control what people say or their actions. I made a cradle of hope in my heart. I became self spirit and a introvert. I made myself believe in good things and positives. I cast out negatives from my mind. I principled my heart never to allow negatives in it and I obliged to keep that in mind. My story goes like this: One day on a sunny day, the bird were chirping in the trees. I thought it was a wonderful morning.

” You are useless… that is why that man left you,” she shouted as always.

 The word ‘ useless’ was said everyday, it never escaped her mouth and I came to accept it. I needed money to buy my kids some pants because the one they had were worn out. I had to ask my mother for money because she had promised to help me with my children. I sat under the mango tree, with thoughts draining my energy.

” You should be like your sister,” my mother spoke behind me.

I wondered how she found me because I had left her in the kitchen. My sister​ and I never finished school but my sister had a business that her sugar daddy had opened for her. A few months ago I had me home after my boyfriend left with another woman. I made a mistake by staying with a man who never married me. I just wanted to stick to one partner. I fell pregnant while still doing my matric. When I ran off to my boyfriend, I became pregnant again with another child, I thought the man would marry me. I envied some of my classmates who got married after running off with their boyfriends. It was my desire to be like them. I had disappointed my parents and I was ashamed to return but my mother gave me hope at first until I saw that she hadn’t changed.

” Take the kids back to their family,” she shouted behind me, with threatening eyes.

I walked away because my head was about to burst. And I didn’t want to fight with her. I was a quiet child that always obeyed​ my parents but peer pressure drove me to have a boyfriend before I had finished school. I always yearned my parent’s love I was like a black sheep in the family. I was a lonely in my childhood.