~PAIN~

Eleanor stood at the broken and shattered mirror staring at her reflection emotionlessly, she couldn't even believe that what she was looking at was actually a reflection of herself.

Oh! How much suffering she had gone through. "Mu...m" I stuttered watching the tears run down my once full cheek.

I wasn't like this....I was never this way. I whispered to myself as I closed my eyes that were becoming too heavy.

""Eleanor! You're the most strongest girl in this whole world, and strong girls don't cry.." Mum would always tell me each time I cry. I had even gone far to promise her that I will never cry again because strong girls don't cry but just take a good look at me now, I don't have a specific time to cry. I cry anytime any day.

Is it because Mum isn't alive to scold me? Is that why I feel so comfortable living with the fact that I've broken that one promise I made to her?

Isn't she suppose to understand that I'm going through thick and tough times, she don't expect me to laugh when I'm living in an uncompleted building.

I know you're probably wondering how a girl can be so bitter about many things including the almighty God but you will understand.

My Name is Eleanor Kamsiochukwu David. My Dad, Mr David Chinemerem was a business Tycoon. He owned so many oil Wells in Nigeria even at the young age of 36.

Dad had always been my role model while growing up and since Mum couldn't give birth to another child, I became his all and all.

Dad had met Mum on one of his trips to UK {United Kingdom} and according to them, it was love at first sight. Mum would always make fun of how Dad wasn't man enough to toast her and how she was the one who walked up to him to say ""Hey! Young black man, I like you can we be friends?"

Mum is the most bravest human I know in this world, she loves to dare both humans and situations and I think I took that one trait from her.

The sail between the two lovers was moving smoothly and before long Dad proposed to her. She accepted and the introduction was done.

Dad brought Mum back to Nigeria only for him to meet the shock of his life, his mother had already arranged a Nigeria wife for him. The Lady's bride price had already been paid and she had packed into his house already.

It was war between Dad and his mother and Mum was at the center receiving everything. At last Dad won and before long, Mum became pregnant.

It was as if everything was now normal after I was born not until seven years after my arrival, Dad suddenly fell sick and died.

That was where Mum's world came crashing down, Dad's mother accused Mum of killing her son and that was where the whole suffering started.

"Buy your chiiilled pure water here..Buy your iiiccce water here..." Kamsy shouted running after moving vehicles under the hot sun of Abuja.

She had decided to throw away the Eleanor her Mum gave to her and stick with Kamsy which was given to her by her Dad. It wasn't just because she wanted to fit into the typical Nigeria setting, she was also tired of explaining to the average Nigeria man that her name was Eleanor and not Alenoh.

Kamsy had always been the cheerful type while growing up, there was no dulling moment with her around. Even at the young age of 5 she was already making the house lively with her presence.

Mrs Charlotte never had the strength to meet up to her daughter's endless charade but Mr David was ever ready for her, he'd always boast of how their one and only child decided to take after him in everything.

And Mrs Charlotte was ever ready to inform him of how that statement was far from been accurate. Kamsy is undeniably a carbon copy of both her father and her mother. Her long legs, slim fitted nose, her deep dimples and her character was all from her father. The rest were taken from her Mum, her full hips, bright and brown eyes, her slightly big ass and her full lips.

One could clearly see how much of a beautiful and specially endowed girl she was while growing up but everything ended after the death of her father.

""You!....you this white witch, so you finally succeeded? You have succeeded in killing my son? Ahhhhhhh....I warned Chinemerem oooo. I warned him oo but that stubborn boy refused to listen to his mother chaiii now see, see where his stubbornness have landed him..." Mrs Ozomena shouted beating her breast and using the edge of her wrapper to clean her tears.

"Ma....mama please I did no....."

"Who is your mama? Ehnnn who is your mama? Lekwa the way she even called the mama only God knows if it was something insultive she just called me..."

"Mama....ohh mama I don't like this oo why are you exchanging words with this awunsu? Ehnn this wasn't our plan naa give me permission let me go and throw anything that belongs to her out of this house..." Chioma yelled with her hands placed on her waist roughly, if looks can kill then Charlotte would have been long dead with the deadly glares Chioma was sending her way.