Chapter 1 The Pain..

The bus was moving through the express way from City E to F, it was an all night journey that I would not have taken under normal circumstances but this situation is not normal and I had to get away from the Pain...

I had not thought of what to do when I get to City F, I just had to get away, far away from the pain and the cause of it. Will getting away ease my heart or take away the pain, your guess is as good as mine but I am comforted with the fact that I don't have to wake up to the familiar city, house and people.

Come to think of it, who is going to miss me? My father died in a car accident six years ago and his family threw me and my mother out, they took everything my parents worked for together..of course without a boy child she was dead to them.

The pain of losing my father was too much for her, we struggled to make ends meet, her taking 3 jobs and me attending government schools. ..She passed on when I was seventeen and I have been fending for myself since than...oh yes life was hard, still is but I am a fighter.

My father taught me to never give up hope, I was eleven when he died but I was brought up strong, Independent and loved. Yes we were wealthy but I learnt to do things for myself..so I am not a spoilt and pampered child who relied on servants, they were there but not to pick up after me but to ensure I grow up to be an independent, self reliant young lady.

I was trained like a boy to hide my emotions, not to cry when I felt hurt or disappointed but right now the pain was too much ...so while I thought everyone was asleep on the bus I cried, no sobbed and I was a mess...nose running, eyes red, face puffed ....this went on for over 2 hours I will stop and start again when I think of my parents, of me, of what has happened that I am now here ...I sobbed.

I knew I have to pick myself up and move on ...but

how? where ? ...why is my life so hard...can I trust anyone again?

My Mum has taught me to not judge everyone alike but then with what has happened to me I realised human love is so flimsy...

what will happen to me, what has life in store for me, how can I trust again? I was so lost in my pain I didn't know I had an audience; an elderly couple behind me, I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder and a clean handkerchief handed to me

😢....

I was startled but the touch was comforting, I took the handkerchief, turned back and said thank you but I couldn't see the face clearly of the person who offered me the handkerchief but I saw an elderly man and woman.