It's 4:00am and watching the sunrise had become my favorite morning scenery, just gazing at the sky and appreciating the universe and God's nature handiwork. Almost everyday i watched the sun rise from my roof top and i would wish my life was that perfect. Daydreaming about my parents walking with me on the beach, holding hands and telling me interesting stories. 'Oh my gosh' its already 4:30am and my day has begun.
For a moment, i pondered if there was any girl of my age out there somewhere experiencing this life as i was, though i honestly feel all alone facing my own predicament. i often imagined myself in a beautiful home filled with so much love and care, with a parent i could trust and rely on. Someone i could cuddle in bed with after a nightmare, my mum is probably in bed with another strange man right now and drunk as usual. Finally woke up to reality, i left the roof top to wake my six younger brothers up.
My name is Aadun, i'm the first child and the only daughter, sometimes i really wish i was a boy that maybe life would have been much easier for me. As i opened the bedroom door, two of my brother had urinated in bed as the aroma of the concentrated urine was awful. I hadnt slept much hence i get so sensitive but who could blame them, it's just nature afterall.
Anyway, i manage to wake them up, made sure the are bathed. i was cooking breakfast when i saw my mother came out of her room, she looked really disgusting with dried vomit stains all over her pyjamas, i really felt so sorry for her, wondering why any woman would put herself through such trashy life. She looked at me and yelled, ' What the heck are you looking at', i just shook my head because i just felt was it really not obvious.
I'm cooking porridge ma, would you like some? 'i asked' politely,
she aggressively told me to fuck off. Anyway i made a delicious maize porridge with butter, gave my brothers their breakfast and walked them to their school bus and waved them goodbye as the bus departed.
Unfortunately for me i walk to school, i can't say i do not prefer walking sometimes even though its a 45 minutes journey but walking kept me sane, it helped me to reflect on my goals in life, giving me hope of freedom and hoping i would not turn out just like my mother, that scares the hell out of me.