chapter one

l am the gift child of my father not to my parents because I was a total stranger in the hands of my own biological mother,my soldier father died when I was just 10, one would think my miseries came to an end when I was adopted by my own blood , but where on earth could that happen? but sadly to my own mother I was doing fine, surprising to me it was just like from fire to fry pan on the cooking site of my loving grandma who always makes sure that fire don't quench in her cooking site, the bullying was in the hands of the apprentice that are ten years above to my age, what can a little girl of my age do? l managed to protect myself most especially my mental health,I believed that sorrow lasted for the night but joy in the morning as a teenager, I carries in a secret places mostly at night, calling on my dead father for protection, I believed someday that all the tortures will be no more because it most surly come to an end that might after having a great thought of myself,I dosed having tick general Note I said I must finish revision on but failed due to stress and tiredness with my eyes closed ,I noticed something moving all over me sensitive part all over my body,I slightly opened my eyes,my observations wasn't different because it was weekend, leave me alone , that was the passcode I can't forget,I saw that handsome fair man that had changed himself into a beast,I have turned 14 and gradually becoming a woman despite I over heard my mummy telling my youngest sister that we likely to have late maturity changes.

I have started having beautiful standing breasts that the beast always put his mouth on rubbing his big dick on my private areas, there was nothing new about it, the mistreating was part of my daily life but it didn't stop me from fighting back the little ways that I can.i always reminds him if am his child how he would feel having someone done the same thing, how he will feel , immediately he stood up off me and want back to his room,tears rolled, which my mouth closed steering at a distance without having anything looking at. stay away from me! I shouted in my heart as tears continue rolling, I couldn't shout it because my sister is sleeping in her room and my little niece who also sleeps in my room, what is it ?a voice asked, aunty! Aunty!! I want to urinate,I cleaned my face and smiled at a beautiful daughter ,my cousin as I walked her way to the bathroom.

it was one Saturday morning , are you still on bed is here your Father's house? it was a moment of disgust and humiliation by my own blood sister,I wasn't surprised but because it was still 4:am and wasn't schooling day, which I have already done some of the house chores on Friday because is always a half day in our school, central school z,at that moment I had two choices either I stand from that bed immediately and work straight to the corridor that everywhere where dark or I remain in that room for the next two seconds to receive my break fast from her that early Morning that will leave scars all over my body , I don't have to yell at her but my heart was displaying extreme emotional of discomfort and agony