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Married To Trouble by NwokuAmy(f): 6:46pm On Dec 18, 2013 |
It is a bit late to start a diary telling the story the story of my life so I wouldn't start from the present but from the past. Knowing my parents, I must have been conceived after a huge fight and that is why the only way to describe my nineteen years on earth is "married to trouble". To give my mom a taste of who I was going to be, I managed to be the worst pregnancy ever and at eleven months, she still hadn't felt labour pains. She finally got tired and expelled me through a caeserean( my gain since my pretty head was spared going through you know what). Three months later, just days before I was christened Sabrina Ugwu, my dearest mom found out she was a month pregnant. It has never ceased to amaze me how my parents within their brief stay as a married couple, managed to bring forth seven children amidst all their quarrels. Anyway, nine months later mom gave birth to a perfect pair of twins that made us five children. There was the first girl Lucrezia, the first boy Lorenzo ( mom was in an italian phase), yours truly, Sabrina (making me the second girl and the official tigress, mum says that is how second girls are everywhere mind you) and then lastly, Elma and Emma. Two years later, Kenneth and Kendra completed our household. Now that, you are acquainted with everyone I will continue with my story. As you already guessed, the first twins were not exactly a year younger than I and so we all grew up together as triplets. I was quite tiny then after having lost all my baby bulk when I rejected mom's breastmilk( they say it goes sour for a baby when the mum takes in right after). I remained tiny for a long time and was the referred to as the "small one" by others. Elma in particular made my life hell because they both became taller and bigger than me since I managed to be the only one to inherit our dad's short frame. I have come to be a firm believer in the saying "there is a silver lining in every cloud" and this is because, most times my "troubles" have a nice side to them. Back then, by the time I was two, while my juniors were regular chatterboxes, I was yet to utter a single sound. Mum being a worry mat started seeking medical advice everywhere and thus, began my life as a ward of hospitals. Well, as the story has it, one day I just got tired of the twins hitting me when I wouldn't chatter back that I let out a scream and chattered right back. But unfortunately for us all, a year later, I was pushed off a swing and I fell right unto a block of cement. Ten months later and four road accidents later( me and mom on our way to specialist hospitals), I was diagnosed with asthma. Apparently, it is in the genes of my dad's family and I was the only one who had it. It was just waiting for the right "push"... So I became the small sick one in the family and mom found it pretty hard combining her work, my ailing health and her new pregnancy. I somehow became attached to dad and he became my bestfriend. When my parents would fight in front of us( something my kids would never see so help me God),I always thought it was mom's fault. By the time I was ten, I was officially mom's enemy. I was always with dad and didn't really know my siblings like a sister should. I couldn't play with them since I couldn't be stressed for long and they didn't talk books like I did. So I became dad's second wife( until he got a real one though). In school I was an egg never to be flogged and my intelligence endeared me to all the teachers. My siblings didn't take notice of me and never had any problem with me never doing any chores while they had to even though it was a tradition to have like three maid servants at home always. Mum insisted on us all being equal and you wouldn't have ever guessed that the three big girls were not hers. It wasn't strange for my siblings to be busy while they were gossiping. In school, I was hated by most. I was plagued by the boys as if their lives depended on it. Once I tried to get even and brought rubbers to school to shoot with sharp broomsticks. Suffice it to say that I nearly got married at eight. I ended up shooting an innocent senior in his left eye( last time I saw him, he still had the marks of the stitches). I started reading voraciously when I was six. Dad loved to read papers in the midnight and since I slept on him most times, I would always awake with him to read. He and mum had different rooms and I slept in his while the others slept two in a room. I slept in his room till I was thirteen. Anyway, dad had a very large library and I helped myself. Some of the books were as they say "18+" but I still read them anyway. I read the famous karma sutra at eight years. When I was nine, I added to my parents drama when I conducted an experiment that went awry. I read that condoms had little micro pores and I had never seen one. Back then, they were the only contraceptives, dad's books contained so I was really intriuged. So one day I gathered what my sister calls "moral'" and I went to a chemist to buy one. The chemist girl must have found it really funny. I got it, opened it and examined it then filled it with water and placed in our laundry basket. The plan was, if it was indeed porous then water would seep unto the clothes. But I totally forgot my experiment and unfortunately the next day was washing day. When the girl to wash brought out all the clothes, she discovered the "experiment" and called the other two maids to check it out. As they were laughing and wondering about it, mum spied them and came to investigate. From what we could hear when mom descended on dad when he came home, that particular brand of condom was not their usual type. They argued for a long time and I was so sad to have caused trouble for my darling daddy but I knew I shouldn't say who did put that condom in there. I made my first vow on sex and contraceptives that day. My health started going downhill when I was eight and I was introduced to steroids to reduce the bronchial inflammations. These steroids have a way of messing with every system in one's body but there was nothing my parents could do, my body wouldn't just react positively to other drugs that were safer. I started to develop faster than my age and by the time I was ten, I looked sixteen. I wasn't fat but I looked quite mature with big mammary glands and all. I caught our private lesson teacher staring at them so many times but he never made advances. The very first advance was my first rape escape ordeal and it was from a trusted chuch "uncle". I was saved by one of our girls then, Chidinma and I would always be grateful. We didn't tell my parents but that was the last time I ever saw him. He never came back to our church nor passed by our house again. The next rape attempt was by our neighbour and I admit, I caused that one. 1 Like |
Re: Married To Trouble by BEEJEAY(f): 8:16pm On Dec 18, 2013 |
Interested in d story..pls continue |
Re: Married To Trouble by 8keens(m): 8:34pm On Dec 18, 2013 |
Following patiently Next update..... |
Re: Married To Trouble by missterious(f): 5:12am On Dec 19, 2013 |
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Re: Married To Trouble by NwokuAmy(f): 4:55pm On Dec 19, 2013 |
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