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HE DESERVED TO DIE.
They kept me away from seeing the dead body again , because I was the first to see it . the police hovered around my house that morning, families , cousins , aunties, uncles and grandparents graced my house . And then there was sitted on the cushion crying uncontrollably , trying to break free from her sympathisers .
You're wondering why she's crying right ? she's crying because according to the story she told everyone here we found dad lying in the pool of his own blood this morning, he had stabbed himself . One would think that's the only reason why mum was crying , but I knew it wasn't the only reason and I don't care and I don't want anyone to care too.
Daddy had never been a Father and a husband to me and mum. I was just 10 years old when Dad started molesting me , mum never knew until I was twelve and I told her about it. That night Mum and Dad had the hottest argument they had ever had . I felt damn guilty for causing the trouble in my home , I wanted to run away or even commit sucide but mum always had my back . And as usual the argument between Mum and Dad ended in bruises , Dad had mesemerized the face of mum, he made mum his punching bag ,he beat her like she a baby. With every blow thrown at my mum , I hated dad the more .
But Mum seemed to love him the most , she loved him like a mother hen loves her chicks yet dad never returned this love . Whenever I told her I hated dad she would punish me and make me promise never to say that again. When I was 15 , dad stopped molesting me after mum talked to him and that was quite wierd because he never listens to mum not until I found out why . I overhead them one night on their usual argument routines, dad made mum agree that for him to stop defiling me every night he would be raping her instead , mum was begging him to make love to her normally instead he stormed out of the room and met me eavesdropping , he grabbed me and dragged me to my room he was removing his belt when mum came from behind and hit him with a table lamp and he slumped .
She then stabbed him with a knife , held me by a my hand, took me to her and we slept . I woke up this morning to see the whole place crowded, I don't care about Dad all I care about is my mum , I hate to see her cry . Dad deserved to die , Oh yes ! he does .
© Peace Philip's
You're wondering why she's crying right ? she's crying because according to the story she told everyone here we found dad lying in the pool of his own blood this morning, he had stabbed himself . One would think that's the only reason why mum was crying , but I knew it wasn't the only reason and I don't care and I don't want anyone to care too.
Daddy had never been a Father and a husband to me and mum. I was just 10 years old when Dad started molesting me , mum never knew until I was twelve and I told her about it. That night Mum and Dad had the hottest argument they had ever had . I felt damn guilty for causing the trouble in my home , I wanted to run away or even commit sucide but mum always had my back . And as usual the argument between Mum and Dad ended in bruises , Dad had mesemerized the face of mum, he made mum his punching bag ,he beat her like she a baby. With every blow thrown at my mum , I hated dad the more .
But Mum seemed to love him the most , she loved him like a mother hen loves her chicks yet dad never returned this love . Whenever I told her I hated dad she would punish me and make me promise never to say that again. When I was 15 , dad stopped molesting me after mum talked to him and that was quite wierd because he never listens to mum not until I found out why . I overhead them one night on their usual argument routines, dad made mum agree that for him to stop defiling me every night he would be raping her instead , mum was begging him to make love to her normally instead he stormed out of the room and met me eavesdropping , he grabbed me and dragged me to my room he was removing his belt when mum came from behind and hit him with a table lamp and he slumped .
She then stabbed him with a knife , held me by a my hand, took me to her and we slept . I woke up this morning to see the whole place crowded, I don't care about Dad all I care about is my mum , I hate to see her cry . Dad deserved to die , Oh yes ! he does .
© Peace Philip's
