Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25
I became fat, my belly was so grown, there was
a time I tried committing suicide. All because my
grandmother got angry with me, she said some
heartbreaking words to me, she really abused
me that day. She did all these out of anger, she
really ridiculed, insult upon insult. Why she got angry was because I was unable to some house
chores and couldn’t follow her to the farm, so
she met me, a 7 months old pregnant girl
sleeping, I was so weak and tired that day. I
don’t know what came over her that day, she
just flared up and began to say hurtful words to me, I was just crying bitterly, I could feel sorrow
in my life. I was so disappointed at my
grandmother cos i took her as my comforter and
confidant, I felt bad, does that mean my
grandmother now despise me too? I tried
committing suicide by hanging myself in the room, I believed I had nothing left in this world,
everybody has turned their back on me. My
family has totally abandoned me. Thank God my
grandmother quickly can to my rescue, she saw
me doing this evil act. She was scared, she
began to beg me, promising she was never going to abuse me again. She informed my parent
about it, instead of them to have pity on me,
they rained insult on me, calling me devil’s child,
calling me a blacksheep.
Few months later, I gave birth to a healthy baby
boy, I never visited any health center for
antenatal or whatsoever. I gave birth to my son
in the room, not in the hospital, it was some old
women that helped me during labour. When I saw
my son, I was so happy, tears of joy, I couldn’t believe that this little thing came out of my body.
All my sorrow turned to joy, I carried my baby in
my arms, I was just full of smiles. There was no
naming ceremony, but a reverend in my
grandmother’s church helped with the child’s
dedication, my son was named Emmanuel. Throughout this period, my parent hardly call me,
they hardly send me money, they abandoned
me, they didn’t even bother to check on me or
their grandchild, maybe because he’s a bastard.
They stopped visiting home for Christmas. I felt
rejected, a rejected stone, is it because my parent are pastors is that why I was neglected? I
became focused, determined to survive without
my parent, my grandmother stood by my side,
she really helped me, she advised me to go
back to school, o continue my education, she
promised to give me money, support me. I declined cos I don’t want to disturb her, how
much was she earning from the petty things she
was selling? But my grandmother insisted I must
go back to school…
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