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My story my journey

My story my journey

Chyphany

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The output of a human is mostly in the training received from infancy

Chapter 1 My Name is Amanda and this is the story of my life

Chapter One

My name is Amanda and this is the Story of my Life

We don't always appreciate the exact place we are currently and that has been the most impossible challenge of our lives.

One at level 2 always envy someone higher than him and while some genuinely want to climb to that level, others want to get there by all means thereby employing any measure no mater how cruel it may be.

My name is Amanda, and this is the story of me, myself.

I was born into a family to be considered as the middle class in the society.

We are four in the family and I held the second position, second daughter. My elder sister and I were just like twins because she was 4 months old when my mum took in the second time.

Each time my Mummy wants to narrate the story of her life, she always starts with so much anger and frustration.

There are days when the tears in her tone will not allow her say anything.

She kept telling I and my sister that when we're of age, she will narrate her ordeal to us.

The age range she gave us was 8 to 10 years and during my 8th year's birthday which was never celebrated, I reminded her of her promise.

Although my dad has money, my mum trained us alone. We were staying in a rented apartment while my dad lived in a mansion with a girl not too older than my elder sister. In fact that girl should be be in her early twenties.

" I have enormously suffered as a result of early marriage. I was an intelligent student while in school and very obedient to the core. I was my father's favorite.. She burst into tears

"Mummy, Its okay if you don't want to tell us. In fact I don't think I am interested in what you have to tell us"

Honestly I hate to see my precious mummy that way but I was left with no other choice than to see her weep. You can't be crying as a result of what a man did to you rather you show him the other side of you.

Women are the weaker sex, I don't believe that. What can man do that I cannot? Even on the bed I can ride a man painfully.

I stopped her that day from sorrowfully explaining anything to us. So I came up with the ideal of finding out myself what exactly happened between them.

My two younger ones were boys who I made sure they know where they belong. You can't make me uncomfortable in the house, you can't bully them when I am alive else you face me.

Ruth was my humble elder sister who care so much about us. Each time we come back from school, she will bath us.

My mummy on the other hand was a very hard working lady that sells fish to people. The ordour from some of her cloths made me hated eating fish till this day. It doesn't mean that my Mummy was the dirty type, it's just that she has a separate clothes she uses while going to cold room and those clothes smells like mad.

According to everyone, Ruth is quite opposite of me. People always prefer her to me and that's breaks my heart.

My sister was so intelligent in school that she comes home with 1st position every term while I proudly bags my last position. No matter how hard I try to impress people, Amanda must always be a bad one.

I am Amanda Peterz, this is the story of my life.

One day in school I decided to surprise everyone and sweep the class. You need to see how excited I was that day to be called a good girl by everyone including the class teacher. I was sweating like a Christmas goat but unfortunately I was taken aback when a classmate told me I was just deceiving myself and should just stop the whole nonsense. I pretended to be daft to avoid fighting that early morning.

"Amanda, does it mean you don't sweep in your house? A big girl like you could not sweep the classroom and make it sparkle?"

The whole class burst into laughter when our class teacher made this statement. I froze to my marrow that day. Miss Clara can say anything to me but making mention that I wasn't trained was out of bound. That is bringing my family to the ground and I sorth for a way to pay her back.

I was known to be bully in that school and that was least of my worries for my concern is to deal with whosoever that tries to insult her ancestors.

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