THEIR COLD AND CONFUSED HEARTS

Rethabile!!!!!! Why are you standing there staring at me?  you are too slow, come and take these things to the kitchen…... hmm am used to my mom's nagging voice,I don't know if it's a crime to take your time while walking and besides I don't like the kitchen because it stinks.

   If only I can say what I feel inside,but I can't anyway, it's good to respect elders first before respecting your decisions, especially when they help you,and besides my mom provides food and shelter for me and I need them to survive so who am I to talk back at her.

     Taking the things to the kitchen many thoughts stormed my head,I need to wash my uniform I have exams tomorrow,I haven't read my books. Suddenly I became sad,I remembered I might not write my exams because I haven't paid my school fees for the term.

    That's my life,I can't stress my mom too much. It's been ten years since my dad died living me and my siblings in this cruel world. My situation is better,I can't say I miss him because I don't remember him. He died when I was two years old.

        Thinking about how I will leave my current situation and leave like my mate, socialization is one of my problems, I find it hard to communicate. I just watch how people pass and smile at each other , wishing I would one day be able to make friends and think less of my family financial status,a familiar voice settled me Reth!!!!Why are you staring at the window, and still standing at the entrance of the kitchen? Why can't you be like your brother,you are a lady crying out loud, how will you survive in your husband's house?

   She always talk about my husband's house like a twelve year old girl would want to get married,I know  not lazy I just like doing things my own way and on a slow pace,well if I want to be like my mate I have to act like them.