Hi, my name is Oluwafifehansimi Johnson. But, you all know me as Fife, the super star, the actress, the singer, the diva. Lots of people think they know everything about me simply because they see me on television. They feel they have the right to judge me. Can’t say I blame them though, after all, I chose to be a star; to shine brighter than my peers. But, they only know half of the story; they don’t know how I came to become the strong, independent woman I am today.
So, I want to share with you my journey to stardom, how I rose from being a broken and defeated teenager to a strong, independent and successful woman. I am going to share with you how I overcame abuse, how I found love and learnt to trust and believe again. So, follow me on my journey, as I travel to the past…
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I'm sorry I've been MIA for a while, the second episode of Broken is now on on my blog aminatawastories. Here is a little piece of it

BROKEN 2 (WATER ON MY HEAD)
After the reading of the will, the other family members caused a lot of trouble for aunty Kemi and me. All the affection and kisses suddenly stopped and they all looked at me with disdain in their eyes. They hated me. After another month or so, they finally realized that there was nothing they could do, except to challenge the will in court. So, they finally left!
After they left, aunty Kemi and her two sons moved into our mansion. Did I mention that I hated aunty Kemi’s children? They were both older than me, so they saw it as an excuse to bully me. Dare was 12, while Tobi was 14. But, I had nothing to worry about; aunty Kemi was there to protect me from the boys. Few weeks after they moved in, everything was normal and I was finally getting relaxed. My cousins still bullied me, but I saw it has the price of having two elder brothers. I was always on aunty Kemi’s tail, wherever she goes I followed. She was just like a mother to me. She quit her teaching job and opened a large boutique in Lagos. I think you all know it as ‘Clothes and People.’ All these she did with my parents’ money or rather, my money. But I didn’t care; she was my favourite person in the whole world. And, everything was going fine until Madame Joana visited our house.
Madame Joana was aunty Kemi’s scary fat friend, I never liked the woman. Even my cousins seemed to disappear whenever she was around. She spent a year in France, I don’t know what she went there for, but, since she returned she insisted we all call her Madame Joana. She always compared everything to the French lifestyle. Did I mention she had a weird fashion sense? Don’t let me even go there. After all, she was a Frenchwoman....
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