golden silent episode 1 – 3

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EPISODE 1

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Written By: Chidinma Ihemenandu

I wept in my room as my step mum and my dad fight because of me, this is not the first time they always quarrel or fight over me.

My step mum has vowed not to accept me as part of her life even if God comes down from heaven and tell her to.

I have always tried within me to make sure I gain her love but all seems futile as her hatred and wickedness grew steadily and even more deeper at any little provocation.

In all these, I don’t have a choice because I don’t know where else to go if not to stick in that house and patiently wait until my redeemer will come around.

My step sister is not helping issue at all and her own hatred towards me seems double or rather triple towards me than her mother’s.

My step brother is fair towards me and I have no doubt that he loves and pities me most a times that I am been taunted by his mother and sister but he doesn’t have the power or will I say that he is not all that bold and outspoken to challenge them for fear of been threatened to deny him of his father’s possession and give it to his sister knowing how mean and heartened his mother is, he wouldn’t want to provoke her to that extend.

My dad doesn’t give her a chance to maltreat me when ever he is around but due to the nature of his job, he is seldom at home and doesn’t really knows the happening at home and it pains me a lot.

“What I am saying is weird to you guys right because it seems as if it doesn’t have a definition right?

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Well my name is Stacy and at this time I am 18 years of age, tall, very light skinned in complexion that you will mistake me for a half cast.

I have a long silk her, nice shape, a real figure 8 and I am very beautiful like most people complements, even though I dresses in old fashioned styles and always wear worn out clothes.

I was not an outspoken type because I am always timid and not bold enough to speak up, that’s not me but the person I was tortured to become by my step mother.

I am not the only child of my late mother because my dad told me that my mother gave birth to twins before she draws her last breath, I and my brother but if I sees him right now, I can’t recognize him reason been that we split up when we were very little and I doubt if he will recognize me too but I knew only one thing about him.

*HIS NAME *

I have other brother and sister too but they are my half from the woman my dad married when taking care of us becomes some how difficult for him because of the nature of his job, she is now my mum but apparently she chooses to remain my step mother.

She’s the one that trained me and almost turned me to a nonentity if not for God’s divine intervention.
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EPISODE 2

Written by Chidinma Ihemenandu ✍️

Mum I am off to school I called out to my step mum who was in her room, I hanged my school bag at my back.

When I didn’t here her response I repeated myself again., Mum I am off to school bye.. I said as I walk towards the door.

Stacy I heard my mum screamed my name from her room, come and clean my room before going to school.

I was very upset because I am almost running late to school, my step sis and brother has already left for school about 10minuits ago but I am still at home,i am the one doing every chores in the morning, I woke up by 5 every day, wash the plates, sweep the house and mob it, I prepare breakfast and make sure to prepare the bath before waking my siblings up if not I will be in a hot soup.

By weekend I do all the laundries at home including my step sis cloths…. She is only two years younger than me and capable of doing her own laundries but her mother never allows her to touch anything, she carries herself around like a princess although she’s beautiful in her own way…. But not beautiful in my own eyes.

I thank God for my step brother who stood his ground in doing his own laundry and some other chores himself even if they were against her mother’s order.

The three of us attends the same private secondary school, my step mum wasn’t happy with me going to the same secondary school with her children and have try every thing humanly possible to make my dad withdraw me from that school but he never listens to her but will always tell her that I am his first strength.

I was supposed to be in my ss3 or out of secondary school but my step mum withdraws me backward to ss1 while her daughter that I am two years older than is in ss2 with her empty brain….. While her son is in jss3.

I am the oldest and biggest in my class and also the most intelligent, I have a lot of friends and I tutor many students from other classes in many subjects so that made me a popular student in the school, both the principal and teachers loves me so much but always frowns of my everyday lateness to school and often times they have tried to convince me in order to confront and talk to my mother about her maltreatment but I have always been the one to stop them in order to maintain peace and harmony at home and win her love but it seems is not to be working.

I was jerked out from my thoughts when my step mum screamed my name again.

Where’s that Stacy I asked to come and clean my room or does she want to stay at home today?

No mum, I replied and dropped my bag in the cushion, rushed into her room and started tidying up all the things she messed up in her room.

Her clothes was scattered all over the bed and the worst is that most of them are dirty so I have to select them differently, before I could finish arranging the room is almost 8:45.

I am too ashamed to go to school at that time but staying at home too will be very disastrous so I better take my chances and be at school rather than staying home with my step mum.

I know you must be wondering why I have to inform her before leaving for school….. Well the reasons is that it will be greater punishment and harassment for me than not telling her????

????GOLDEN SILENT ????

EPISODE 3

Written by: Chidinma Ihemenandu ✍️

It has always been fun staying at home with out my step mum or step Sis,

Oh! before I forgot, the name of my step sis is ,Angel.

You can imagine how this Angel looks like she’s really an Angel of ugliness (puuh lol) and my loving step brother’s name is Henry, although not all that handsome but he is good to go at least better than his sister.

At this time, Angel is through with secondary school now attending lessons for jamb while I was in ss3 preparing for my senior waec and Henry in ss2.

I still do the daily morning chores before I leave for school even though angel is always at home and doesn’t go to school anymore except for her lessons which she goes every evening by 4pm and returns whenever she pleases.

Despite the time she comes back home, her mother neither questions or scolds her on the reasons for her coming back late but rather she welcomes her with open arms, showers her with praises and give her food to eat.

Unlike me, when ever I comes back late a minute, five minutes or 30mints late from where I went, even when I tries to explain to her why I am late she never listens but rather calls me names and render insults on me and my poor dead mother for bringing such a child as me into the world and giving her extra hard labor for leaving me to her and from there she will start abusing my dad for bringing me into her home instead of giving me out to the orphanage home when I was still tender and some times when I receive praises or complements from people outside or I do something wrong maybe Smile or talk to people when she didn’t authorize me to, hmmmm! I always receives it hot at home, she will so panel beat me and pound me like I was a thief or I did some horrible things.

Henry never supports her on that but when ever he tries to intervene or defends me from his mother’s brutality, he will also end up been beaten or been starved by her mom.

Seeing me in pains and sorrows gives Angel a great joy and happiness and she always wished for me to be beaten always, sometimes I am even been punished for the crime she Angel commits.

One thing I thank God about is for the kind of skin he gave me, despite my fair complexion but yet each mark of injury that was given to me as a result of my beaten always disappears when ever the wound gets healed and I am ever grateful for that, if not there would be a lot of marks on my body just like tattoos.

For the past years when I was still growing up, I will always cry and wished for death when ever I am been maltreated for no just cost, I will always feel like running away but where will I run to, I lacked motherly care, love and affection completely but enjoyed fatherly love, care, affection and attention only 45%,you can imagine that so very poor right? But now I am all grown up at least 3 months to been 20, so those things they do to me and the maltreatment I receives from them just seems to me as a daily routine and part of life.

I don’t reason or dwell on it any longer rather I only laugh at their stupidity and wave every thing aside.

As usual this Tuesday morning, I am done preparing for school just like my daily rituals I called out to my stepmom.

Mom I am off to school!!.

Hey come hear I want to talk to you for a moment that was the response I received.

I went into her room and met her packing her few cloths into her hand traveling bag together with her daughter, I wonder what’s she’s up to I hope she’s traveling I said within me.

Mum you sent for me.

Yes Stacy, you see, I am packing my stuffs because I received an urgent call that my mother is sick so I want to travel to the village and take care of her. I might return by weekend so you have to take care of the house very properly and I wouldn’t want on my return to hear any story that touches.

Already as she was saying that, I visualize my self jumping up and down for joy and I can’t wait for her to leave already and I also wished that the devil Angel is going with her, how I so wished that she will, my curiosity took the way and I don’t know when I voiced out…. Mum is Angel also going with you?. Oh my gosh! I wished I never said that because it just landed me into another big problem…Owch!!

That was so painful I screamed holding my cheek.

I know you know what she did to me right????

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