Jealous Gore And The Victim

thing I did, bullied me regular

t you let me breathe in peace? All the time, Salama!

standing up to you in this house, and nothing will happen. At heart, I am very easygoing and kind. You haven't been on fire lately, whi

ously responded, "This pathetic coward is talking back at me just because I asked her to help me pull this shelf

and help Hauwa. "I will finish you in this House. You must be stupid to play rudene

e verge. I've been serving y'all all my life like a slave and his master in my father's House and none of my siblings supported me anyway nor smelt all I've been going through. You asked me to cook and I was on it and she's calling me to come and support while others are inside doing nothing. Why?! How?! And w

e wire, and together they beat me up wildly. "Don't end it nor stop the beaten me until I'm docked beneath the ground; you have

grimily there on the floor, feeling inevitably pathetic. It was my bravest moment, and I loved the outcomes, and the poor devil i

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thing going on in this house, and at some point,nt I felt like committing suicide because nothing felt right in here only my dad,

my siblings and frowned at me whenever she found me doing nothing or having some rest. She always wants to see me doing something goo

are bent, I'm drawing in the end, and I can't figure out anything, so I hopped i

nd sometimes, I just find myself something to eat and avoid eating from the house. I'm still good at everything I do,o and

d me differently from my other siblings. I'm just like a household and more like a slave in my father's House. I do all the House chores, I'm the errand girl, I'm the cook, the housekeeper and I'm still the most hated being. I don't have time for myself; I am always busy a

mom happy, she always turned out to be against me and bullied me over little things. She's a

ent. I don't usually speak to anyone in the House because they ignore me, and any sort of communication or connection involved wit

on strong and keep up with the activities and all I needed to do in the House to keep it tidy and possibly obey every rule. But One day, I was fatigued, slumped and fainted while I was cooking due to stress, and Mom thought I was faking being ill to avoid performing the house

o the nearby hospital for treatment. I became fine the next day but none of my siblings visited me while I was in the hospital and my mom didn't care to know abou

estioned me about because I knew his anger issue and he could do anything to protect me from whatever it may be, but their actions proved them wrong, and he inarticulately murmured as he stood up unsteady in irritation, ready to

caution to be careful of what we do, to avoid his anger. "Last

home so I can look after my family and to support ever

ing loved by Dad more than everyone in the family. That idea haunted them and didn't go dow

always a new strategy to carry on more vile. The new tactic for their evilnes

ps and accusations, but the Great God who oversees always

who oversees always sees the righteous through. My dad knew their plots and understood everythi

nd their competition and jealous

st room having me awful. I became more prayerful and careful, finding wisdo

ng myself to be taken for granted and to be fooled by their go

ence, more wise, vigilant, careful and peaceful with everyone. I hold on to tru

believed these were my trials for my gain to come, so I held

y hates me because I look so much like my paternal grandma, and she hates grandma so much for personal reasons, whi

en's sake, i

l pitch of real love. He immensely l

ct, honoured me with emotions that lounge love and superiority, he brims tenderness on me

one in my family detested and got jealous of me. My mom could beat me up for no reason, taunt my life to hell

e in my family detested and got jealous of me. Om can beat me up for no reason, taunt my life to hell, grab me s

the hate she got for my paternal grandma or something else. Om can beat me up for no reason, taunt my life to hell, gra

eet, I look light brown chocolate in complexion, and I have a good curved shape,

d other extended family members. And for these reas

eing. I look at her, the torment in her heart rating me from zero to nothing. The only person who makes her moments worse,

are anger in their chest, pain and anguish while I live in their nest. They wi

asked me to sit at the front with him, and Mom declined to g

wkwardness, struggling with awful pain as Dad gist and cracked jokes

e gave me the strength to endure the hardships I faced at home. I learned to navigate the treacherous waters

es, I knew that I had a guardian angel in him. I felt a sense of peace and protection that I had never e

me my way. I held onto the love and support that surrounded me, and as th

e and determination. I was ready to carve out my own path, to stand tall in the face o

ew that I was destined for greatness. The trials and tribulations of my past had only made me