22nd June 1989
6:30am
I woke up from sleep with a very terrible
headache, while hunger and fear occupied
the rest of my body.
Nnamdi who was lying by my side instantly
coughed, startling me. I rubbed my eyes,
got up from bed and smiled at little Winnie
who was sleeping peaceful on her cot.
That fateful day was my 19th birthday, but
instead of being the happiest day of my life,
it brought great suspence, fear and sorrow
with it. It was equally the last day Nnamdi,
my boyfriend and little Winnie’s father gave
me to pack out from his room.
Our relationship suddenly turned sour when
i got pregnant for him. He never wanted me
to keep the baby, but i refused to terminate
it leaving him with no choice than to accept
responsibility, when my parents threw me
out of their house.
I was in SS3 when it happened, while he
was just a struggling brick layer and a
motor mechanic apprentice. We both were
from poor backgrounds which truly
worsened everything.
I was then left at his mercy, and out of
frustration he never allowed a moment to
pass without reminding me of the hardship i
was causing him and how unlucky i was.
Those were the moments i felt like killing
myself.
I admit i made a terribly mistake by having
unprotected se.x and getting pregnant for
him, but harming my innocent baby was
what i really couldn’t do.
I managed and struggled with determination
until i gave birth to my little girl on 21st
december 1988. Nnamdi on his part
grudgingly supported me by providing the
little he had which he never did without
complaining, but the love and joy my little
girl brought into my life sustained and gave
me hope.
As soon as little Winnie was born, he gave
me six months to leave his house. At first i
thought it was one of his numerous
careless comments, but as June slowly
drew near, he began singing it almost
everyday in my ears. Leaving me confused,
demoralized and unhappy.
It really wasn’t as if he was spending much
on us. I only ate twice daily while little
Winnie survived on my br.east milk and few
‘Tins’ of baby milk concerned neighbours
especially our land-lady do give us.
The previous day {21st June}, he almost
strangled me simply because i begged him
to allow us stay few more months with him.
I had no money on me, nor family to seek
because to them i was good as dead. Not
even when i took little Winnie to them
months after she was born did their mind
change.
I murmured some prayers as i awaited my
fate, wondering where to go, when he
eventually wakes up and throws us out.
THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
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