💉 SHAMED💊
(I am too Fat😥)
Episode 2
If everyone of them has their ways, they would gladly throw me out of the house without a second thought but the presence of my father is what is restricting them from pushing out of the house.
Shortly after my mums passed, I went into my dad’s room one night because for some reasons, I couldn’t sleep in my room so I wanted him to cuddle me to sleep, then I would be around six-7 years old
Shockingly, I found my nanny (Now my stepmom) inside my dad’s room, right on top of his bed totally nakëd, momentarily I thought it was my mom, it was when she constantly signalled me to go outside that my mind processed that it wasn’t actually my mum because my will never chase me out of their room
I walked to my dad, and tried talking to him about my inability to sleep but my dad was behaving so strange, his eyes was wide open but he wasn’t saying anything to me, even when I tried to tap his shirtless body, he didn’t respond rather he was mopping at me like a moron.
My now step mom was just laughing at me mockingly with her tongue stuck out. I vividly remembered the words she said to me that very night.
She said that “Your father now belongs to me”
She was acting like a wïtch and that got me so scared that I began to cry and scream my dad’s name but my dad was finding it so difficult to talk or even lift his hands. He seems partially paralyzed or something.
When I couldn’t stand what my nanny turned Stepmom was doing and the look of horror she was giving me, I ran back to my room and locked myself in there crying all night.
Few weeks later, my dad told me that he’s going to get me a new mom that will be taking care of me, and she will also give me brothers and sisters that I will be playing together with
My mind skipped in bits when he introduced my nanny as my new mom. I couldn’t stop my tears from flowing because I already know that I will be in hëll till God knows when.
My dad finally married her with her protruding stomach and since then, joy and happiness has eluded my life and my father’s house. She is such a heavy lier and pretender because she only treats me well when my father is around, but when ever he is away, my name becomes sorry.
Things got worst when she gave birth to her first child Juliet, she made me do all the tedious work and still babysit her child.
When she gave birth to Jessica, my father’s house became a living hëll for me and the worst is that my father is not always around. She always maltreats and verbally abuse me every passing day
I goes to school very late because i will have to do all the chores, take her kids to school before coming back to prepare myself and go to school.
If not that I am a very smart and intelligent girl,I would have been taking the last position in class.
I never had the chance to complain to my father about the ill treatment his wife is giving me because each time I want to speak to my father alone, she or any of the children will always find a way to be there and that hinders me from talking atall
When I turned 12, my father came back from his trip one day and complained of how shattered and malnourished that I was looking, he tries to ask me why I’m looking so drained and lanky
Immediately I opened my mouth to answer, my stepmom from no where started lying to my father of how sick I was for the past two to three weeks now, she went ahead to lie to him that I’m just recovering from the dreadful typhoid and malaria illness
When my father queried him as to why she didn’t call to inform him about my so called sickness
She simply lied again that she doesn’t want to disturb him or get him worried since she was already taking good care of me.
I couldn’t even defend my self, I had to affirm that I was terribly I’ll but now recovering gradually.
Through out the one week my dad stayed in the house before traveling back to his work base, I once again enjoyed my father’s company, love care, and attention just like the good old days that my mum was alive
He spoilt me silly with foods and other necessary things I needed, he didn’t allow me to lift a pin in the house it was a great relief for me as of that time.
It was a great opportunity to tell my dad about what I’m passing through ever since he married my nanny but yet I couldn’t because my stepmom didn’t give me that opportunity, she was always with I and my dad anytime and everytime.
She was such a bug and pain and sometimes I just feel like diêd.
TBC
