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PRISS

My mind wandered about in disarray not knowing what to do, I need to choose between the two; debasement or adoration and I sincerely need an urgent answer or I might end up being a nuisance to this world.
The letter I'm writing to my mom or precisely, my foster mom is the determinant.

I write this, sitting in my closet, my favourite place. I got to love the closet because whenever I made a mistake or my Dad's wife deemed me irritating, the witch would always lock me up there. Feyikemi had sunk her claws deeply into his mind, and he had unwittingly and willingly became her puppy. She had him fully wrapped around her little finger.

So, my life is as miserable as a hen, I'd been pathetic right from when I was brought forth to this earth. I grew up in the orphanage till I clocked five before I got adopted by an angel. Mom is really an angel sent from above, she treated me like a queen. I was her baby, and she treated me like an egg.

I was also daddy's pet as he showered me with lots of love. I really enjoyed my foster family as they didn't allow me to feel I wasn't their real daughter. But just like the entrance of a thief in the middle of the dark night, everything, I mean all I held dear including happiness and protection disappeared when mom left.

Trying to pen down my pains in the mildest way I could, I started by telling my mom how I was living without her, how I was enjoying Feyikemi's cruelty along with her kids.

Bewaji and Ifeade were Dad's biological children, according to Feyikemi. Mom left for the United States few months back and I didn't really know the reason or how important it was- not that I couldn't ask but just that I couldn't bring myself to understand the urgency then, and as I was to brood over the emptiness in me left over mom's departure, dad's short indisposition quickly and indeed heralded in a seemingly unending sorrow that have pervaded my life. I severally pinched myself to be assured that it was all in a dream, but alas, it's my life, the once cherished and adored life now crumbling.

Feyikemi came like a whirlwind into the house that night with her kids. There was nothing at first, unusual about her coming to the house having been about the closest person to the family, but the fact that she came along with her so much luggage primarily evidencing she had come to stay.

Everything was happening so fast that I couldn't fathom or I should rather say comprehend the situation then before it was clear that Dad had cheated with Feyikemi while mum was still here because Bewaji was three while Ifeade was just a year old.

Had I only assumed Feyikemi was mom's best friend or was her position as another wife known to mom, or was it perhaps a case of misplacement of true identity or just plain reality, a betrayal she never knew. These and many questions were rioting in my minds, then with my pens, begging for answers.

Explaining further, I mentioned my education, I'd stopped schooling and have started the job of a maid, a nanny, a guardian, a cook, a security officer, a waiter, a nurse and a handy man just at the age of ten in the house. I worked endlessly as if no, I was getting paid. Oh! just imagine at that tender age I was skilled in all these aspects and had actually qualified, I would surely make a good and at that, an experienced mother.

Ever since Feyikemi came into the house, peace had eluded me. She made if anything, death or better still life hell more desirable for me as I was perpetually treated like a piece of trash. Amidst tears, I was practically ranting on and on pouring out my ordeals, intimating her of how miserable my life has turned.

I ended by telling her how much I missed her and wished that I could be there with her. Though, it's been just few months now but it was  like ages on my part, 'cause I didn't hear from her and neither did dad tell me anything about her.

Immediately, I dropped the pen and folded the paper, Feyikemi's hoarse voice...okay, scratch that, truly, she had a beautiful voice but my hatred for her made me call it hoarse, her hoarse voice roared, "Priscilla, get the hell out now!"

This chapter might not be that captivating but I hope you won't give up.
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