my name is Helen, and it's definitely a lazy day for me as I watch my siblings do the chores, there's definitely a benefit being the last child and I'm really enjoying it. well my father has four children, two boys and two girls and I'm the youngest. my dad was quite the traditional man while my mom a strong believer of Christ we was actually a happy family of 6 living in bayelsa. things became different after my mom fell ill we'd gone to every hospital but she didn't seem to get better. so my dad suggested she moved down to the village (kogi state) for traditional treatment which after much argument she accepted she moved down with us being her children we came to our father's house his house was different from the family house so we stayed alone the house had two bedroom mum sickness continued and we started schooling in the village since became a little bit difficult since as at that time there was no much means of communication so it is hard to call my dad to communicate with us in the village so mum's illness became serious and she took all the necessary medication but to no avail then we later heard that our dad was also sick it was rushed down to the u village which he was taken to a nearby village for treatments and my mum was not informed that her husband was in the village so a friend of ours in the village told I and my sister that my dad was around and he was ill we should run and come and see him that he's about to be taken to a nearby village four treatments and that if we don't come and see him now we might not see him again being that communication is hard since technology was not improved as at that time so my sister Priscilla and I ran to see him and we talked to him we hugged him we was happy seen our daddy but little did we know it will be our last time seeing him 4 days after my Dad's corps was brought back to the village where we were and my mum will rushed out of the village because she's not to find out her husband is dead due to her illness she was speaking to her dad's village leaving us the children behind to bury our daddy after the burial we were not allowed to see our mother because people thought we were going to tell her that her husband was dead. eventually she found out and she was in shock she didn't last up to a week before she died and this is like a new beginning of my life taking in Newton
the burial of my both parents was taking place and now I had to leave with my mum's elder sister. her elder sister was divorced and had a child a girl so I had a cousin whom I saw as a sister but she saw me as a sex toy which she had her way with me every night without her mum noticing and she threatened to kill me if I ever said a word to her mum or anyone and as at this time I actually did not even know what death means as I thought my mum just traveled and I was just going to be here for about a week or so I never knew I was going to be there forever so she kept having her way with me and kept putting me in trouble it's continued for more than 12 years and this time around her mum thought I was the one spoiling her and mind you my cousin is older than me I lived a life of a sadist nobody to talk to nobody understands me pain became my companion and tears became a regular thing I was being maltreated every time and I had nobody to talk to I was brilliant when I was in secondary school but when I entered the university I could no longer concentrate because the matreating was worst than before and I still had nobody to talk to and now I'm thinking what should I do should I go for suicide or should I just go on with life and believe that everything is going to be alright someday well I went with the everything is going to be alright someday and actually everything has become alright I'm in my final year and I'm not longer staying in my aunt I'm staying alone now and I'm leaving my best life hopefully someday I get married and move on