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The agony of an abuse relationship.
The #WritcoStoryChallenge
I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand.
Flashback to 10 years ago,my name is Sara, I was born into an average family of four, my father was a civil servant working in Nipost Nigeria and the only child . My mother a petty cash trader, I was full of life with so much aspirations to be a successful entrepreneur, a great wife and mother.
Growing up, was fun for me and siblings because there so much love and unity , no secret, every one looks out for the good of one another.
Our parent wanted the best for all their children ,I remembered how my mother will deny herself good things of life just to make us happy, things was getting better, my parent were able to save and buy a plot of land after six years they saved up to build a beautiful house. We moved to the new house, it was like a dream come true for every one of us this has been my father's desire to own a house.
life was good , so much happiness but everything change ,the once happy home turned to sad home.
Father came home a certain day looking rejected , wornout and sad because he got sacked from his place of work, life becomes...