When it comes to unforgettable experiences, we all have a lot of unforgettable experiences.I personally have so many unforgettable experiences but I will be talking about one on my blog today but before that I want to welcome you all to my blog.
Let me tell you guys a story,a story I can't forget. To me it is an unforgettable experience because I remember every detail of the story. It is a funny story that puts a smile on my face anytime I remember.
While growing up my Mom is a very disciplined person,she hardly beats us but whenever she does she makes sure she leaves a mark on your body to remind you of that day,she mostly says that our children will ask us why the mark is there and we should better say the truth and not lie to them.
On December 23rd 2010,I was 11 years old and I was in junior secondary school,I just came home for holiday. On this faithful day I got my last beating from my Mom.
Our fourth born was just 6 months old and had a woman that watched over him whenever my Mom went to work. On that day before my mom left for work she asked me to drop him off with the woman. We actually live in the same compound with the woman.
I took him to her and she said she was not feeling too well I should please help her with the baby,I was with the baby and that day the baby was just crying all day,I try my best to stop him from crying but I couldn't,I couldn't do anything but stay with him until my mom return.
When my mom came back the baby was already sleeping and I just started fixing the room and had not done any other house chores since morning. My mom asked me what happened and why I did not do any house chores.
Before I could say anything the woman said I was playing since morning.I was shocked. She lied that she has been the one holding the baby since morning. This was the first time I saw an adult lying openly, my mom then asked me what I have been doing? I said nothing.
She got angry and rushed to catch me. I ran away, I ran out of the compound, people asked me why I was running I told them I was running from my wicked step mother,that statement got the attention of people.
People gather around me asking me questions,I told them I don't know my mother, this woman is my step mother,she collected my mother's husband from her, some people said no wonder she is treating you like that,I told them am going to look for my real mom, mind you she is my biological mother,I don't even know why I created that story.
Unknown to me my mom was in the crowd, after she managed to hold my hand,she dragged me inside Lock the door,I received the beating of my life, that day I was in between life and death.
And that day anybody that sees me after that beating knows that indeed I was refined, after everything when her anger was gone she asked me to tell her what happened after I explained she said sorry because I didn't explain myself, that the woman lied because she wanted my mom to pay her full money,I never knew my mom was paying her.
If I knew my mom was paying her I would have not collected the baby,but it was late. I already received the beating of my life with blood all over me and a mark that will never clean,that day couldn't just leave my head for any reason.
