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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Inspirational
- Subject: Life Experience
- Published: 04/22/2024
Everyone have someone they love, we want to be with the person not minding the situations attached to it. Not minding if the person is our match from heaven, we want to stay by their side. This is normal and well appropriate but some people have this kind of love that is not real . It's just like an illusional love . A love that can hurt you but is not real . People are blinded by this love and do stupid things. Some girls lose their virginity at a very young age because they thought they love someone. Some people had to go to the extent of killing one another because of this love. Some had to take the risk of dying for the one they thought they love . Some people, even after knowing that the person they thought they loved was actually destined to kill them or to be killed by them, take the chance of loving them more and they eventually lose their lives. All these are illusions and they end with regrets.
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A woman named Christabel was in the same shoes like this, let's see what ends the story!
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"My life is shattered, I am lost and condemned, I just want to die. I have taken more than what I can chew, to swallow is a problem, to spit out is a bigger problem. God, I just want to die".
**********
My name is Christabel, I'm a thirty two years old woman with two kids and a husband. Maybe, I shouldn't say I have either kids or husband because my husband made those moments a regretful one for me!
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I was born in California where I happened to have lived with my grand mother. I lost my parents at a very young age. My mother died while trying to give birth to me and my father died while trying to make money to pay my school bills. I believe even until now, that I am cursed. I lived with my grandmother for eleven years before she died. I had no one to look up to, I knew no family members nor friends. I wandered hopelessly knowing not where to go. My name was the only thing I loved about myself. A day came when I had an accident, fortunately for me, I was not injured badly, I was rushed to the hospital for treatment. The man that hit me paid my hospital bills and accommodated me into his house. His name was Mr Augustus, he was a huge man with six packs, his personality showed that he was most girls' type. I loved him for who he was. I knew nothing about his job.
********
"You said you're Christabel right?"
His deep voice moved me, he reminded me of my dad. He spoke just like him. My heart fluttered when I heard that.
"Oh! Yes". I replied gazing straight at his eyes.
"Good, I think I'd to apologize for my recklessness, I wasn't thinking straight, if not, I guess I wouldn't have hit you. You look tattered and lean, is there any problem?" He asked.
"No, it's just that I didn't eat well these days." I replied. One of the things I hated most back then was to tell people about my situation even if it was the worst.
"Feel free to tell me your problems, I'm all ears" . I guessed I had no other choice than to tell him.
"Well, actually, these days, I've been suffering. I lived with my grandmother since when I had lost my parents. Now, my grandmother is dead and I've no one to rely on..." I said emotionlessly .
After saying all that, all he could say was that he felt my pain. He had nothing to say after all, my problems rendered him speechless. I later discovered that he was planning to send me back to school, I was so amazed and overjoyed. I traveled to South Africa to complete my schooling. I got admitted into Love High school, South Africa. I did not make much friends because I was an ambivert, to me, being an ambivert had always been the best. I loved being an ambivert. Then, I was not really pretty, I was not even one of the top brilliant students nor the top pretty students. I was just there. I finished High school and was admitted into college. At college, I had a crush on a guy named Finn. He was a cute guy and also was one of the hottest guys in the college. He was my first love, I loved him with all of me, but he did not. Rumours began to spread round the college that he was dating a girl named Natasha. I was advised to get over him, I managed to get over him halfway but not completely. Few months passed, we heard a news, Natasha got pregnant and because of the shame, she dropped out of college while Finn was no where to be found. I finally got over him. I finished college completely.
I became a successful banker at age twenty-one. At that age, I had became rich and pretty. This made men attracted to me but I guess they were not my type. I did not get attracted to any guy not until the house beside mine was sold out.
A new buyer moved in. Fortunately, it was a guy. He had a cute, well dressed and polite personality.
He was a huge guy. He looked like a guy in his early twenties, his appearance made me understand that he was most girls' crush. He was a mysterious man. He had an overflowing character. His voice was very soft and sweet. His dressing made me understand that caps wouldn't fit him. His ears were pierced and he was at most 178cm tall in height. Everything about him was so perfect. His name was Mitchelle. I loved him. He was definitely my type of guy. Because of that, I wanted him.
A day came when I had to get some things and I sighted him. I looked for every way to talk to him but no to avail. That day, he was making phone calls . But, he was wearing a cap, I hated him wearing caps. Suddenly, his wallet fell.
'Bingo!'
I said knowing that that was an opportunity for me to start a conversation with him. Immediately, without wasting any time,
"Oh! Your wallet fell." I said bending down to pick it up for him.
"Thanks a lot." He replied.
Since then, we became close to the extent that I used to go to his house most times and vice versa. I had the urge to tell him how I felt but I was scared incase I would be turned down. A day came when I had to write a letter to him via SMS. I guessed it was high time I told him how I feel. I googled some love letters and wrote it in the letter:
"Mitchelle, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I've been trying to find the right words to tell you how I feel, and I finally realised that there are no words that can fully express my love for you. I just know that I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I love you more than myself. Having you by my side is what completes me, I can't think of my life without you. I love you! You are the reason I live, I breath, I love and I smile. I fell in love with you from the day I met you, and then I fell in love with the person you remembered you are. I want you. I need you. I believe you. Will you kiss me? I confess that you are everything to me. Here is my confession, you're a way too awesome" . From Christabel.
Then, I sent it hoping to get a good reply and I slept off. The next morning, my phone message ringtone beeped, I thought it was Mitchelle, but unfortunately it was a message stating that the message I wrote was not sent. I was like, "What the heck!" I immediately deleted it thinking that God does not want me to send it.
I set out to visit a friend of mine named Lara, she was a supportive friend and was also my best friend. I told her most of my secrets because I trusted her.
"Hey Lara . it's been a long time". I said. She had to travel abroad to deal with her parents and I hadn't seen her for a long time.
"It really had been, we haven't seen each other for months now." She replied. How're you doing?
"I'm great, I'm actually here to gist you".
"What's up?"
"George Lara, I'm in love."
"What! Really, oh my god! I'm so happy for you, who's he? Is he someone I know?"
"Nope, the truth is the love is one-sided".
"So, what you're saying now is that you love the guy but he doesn't love you back?"
"Exactly. I don't know what to do, it doesn't seem like he has a girlfriend to be precise, though sometimes, I see girls going to his house, but I guess they might be his girlfriends"
"So, what're you going to do now? Are you going to give up on him?"
"Of course not. I'm going to try hard to get him".
" Yes. That's why you're Christabel" .
She said as we laughed .
*************
I headed back home but as I was going I saw that a lady entered In Min's house. Firstly, I thought she was his sister or one of his relatives until I figured out that she was one of his girlfriends. He had sex with her! I felt heartbroken and regretful. I cried all night. But, that didn't make my feelings fade away. I still loved him.
Not long, I received a call from one of my friends that my highschool math teacher died, and they were celebrating his demise. No one loved him when we were in school. I myself didn't like him, it was not like I hated him, I just didn't like him. I was sad when I heard about his demise. I should at least pay my condolences since my friends were going. I wore a casual cloth and headed out. On my way , I met him — Mitchelle. My heart skipped a beat .
"Hey guy, what's up?"
"I'm good, you?"
"Same here. Oh my god! What happened to your face? Didn't you get some rest?" I said noticing his weared out face.
"I have been stressed out working late these days ."
"Oh! Sorry. You should get some rest."
"Where are you going? Your boyfriend's house?" He jokingly asked and walked away.I couldn't answer.That spoilt my mood. Though it was a joke but I was heartbroken and because of that I could not go to where I had to go.
The following week, he texted me saying he wanted to see me, he asked me to come over to his house. I was anxious to hear what he wanted to tell me.
"Does he wants to express how he feels to me? No, it's not like that, he wants to see me probably because he felt guilty of walking past me last week or he likes me? Nope. He doesn't. He just wants to see me." I kept wondering about what he wanted to see me for.
I headed out to his house.
"Why do you want to see me all of a sudden?" I asked.
"Nothing, I guess I should tell you something".
"What?" I asked anxiously .
"Have a seat first"
"Okay, then what?"
"I want to tell you that I'm travelling to the South Africa next week. I guess I should let you know that."
"So, when will you come back?" I asked acting displeased.
"Maybe, next three years or more". He replied.
M
"Must you go?"
"Sure, I must, I want to go there to start a new life."
"Why do you want to go so badly? Is it that you would die if you don't go? Answer me". I said shouting as tears started rolling down my cheeks.
"What's wrong? You ought to be happy for me but you're crying."
"You don't care, do you? You don't care about the pain I will have to go through. You care about your own satisfaction, you don't care about people around you. Fine, if you want to go, go! It's none of my business, you jerk!"
"Why're you suddenly shouting at me, why?"
"I love you. I want you. You jerk. I've been helding back all these days but I love you. Mitchelle, I love you."
"I understand you but I don't have such feelings for you, I'm sorry to hurt you but I don't love you" .
Without hesitation, I grabbed him and started kissing him. Our tongues tangled and went to war in our locked mouth battling madly for dominance. His lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly allowing my tongue to slip inside. Our body pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together. I could taste our shared breath, feel the thud of our combined heartbeat as we fumbled to take off one anothers clothes. Warmth blossomed in my chest, sparks igniting as Mitchelle leaned in close, lips brushing together, tentatively for the first time. Long story short, we slept with each other.
*********
I went home pleased and satisfied. Suddenly, I remembered that condom was not used. "What the heck!"
I called Mitchelle straight and told him. All he could say was "Oh! God!"
I became pregnant. I told him about it and his family members forced him to marry me. I was so excited because one of my dreams was to get married to someone who deflowered me. I was going to be a wife and a mother!
******************
The day came. The ceremony didn't last for half and hour. We were pronounced husband and wife. After the wedding, Mitchelle said that if he was to be my husband to the end. I must transfer all my properties to him and I did. I was foolish right? I was blinded by a stupid love that doesn't exist ********
Eight months later, I gave birth to a boy. I named him Bright. Even though I didn't have a happy home, I loved the fact that I got married to the person I thought I loved. Each day, Mitchelle would beat me up, shout at me and tell me that he doesn't love me and wouldn't love me. I told Lara about it, but all she could do was to disagree.
"Even from the beginning, I knew something was wrong, on a normal day, we both know that that guy doesn't love you. He was forced to marry you. I don't seem to understand you, how possibly can you have sex with someone that doesn't want you — or love you. You got pregnant to someone who doesn't know your worth. How is that right? Now, you're regretting, you ended up like this right? I feel sorry for you".
"Hey, Lara. How can you probably say that? How is this my fault? All I did was to love him. I gave him my virginity, why? Because I love him. I saw as an opportunity cause it comes at once". I said weeping extensively.
" That's not love, if you love him, you would had made him fell in love with you . Instead you got yourself pregnant".
"Is that what you have to say Lara?"
"Should I advise you, Christabel? Report him to the human rights. Do you understand?"
"I can't because I love him, I can't report him. I am going to endure it to the end. That's what a wife does."
"You are a fool! Why would I pity you in the first place? That guy is after your money, you're rich. Which guy doesn't want a rich woman? At this age, you should use your brain".
"Okay, thanks for the advice, bye then"
I never counted Lara's words. I wish I had. A year later, Mitchelle didn't have sex with me , but I wanted him so much. I drugged his drink and had sex with him. Don't mind me! I was blinded by a stupid love.
I gave birth to my second child, his name is Louis . I was so satisfied not until the day I left home to get some stuffs. Returning back, I found the door locked from outside. Then I knew something was going on. I received a text message that my bank had been frauded. All my money was gone including my properties and my kids. I ran to Lara and told her, she ignored me and said she warned me. That was right. She warned me. I ran to the human rights centre but they said that they couldn't do anything since all my properties are his now. I asked about my kids but they said I should sue him for child hostage. I sued him but I didn't win, the lawyer said that since my husband had all my properties, then he would be able to take care of them. I was lost and condemned! What should I have done? It turned out that Mitchelle happened to be the brother of my first love, Finn . Then, I knew nothing to do . I became hopeless and had to live with Lara. My life became miserable, I couldn't move on, what guy would love me any way? I felt devastated and shameful. I suffered because I'm cursed. I was cursed from birth tho, then why was I surprised? I never gave anyone chance. I forgot about it. Until early this year, I met my kids but they denied me, they said they didn't know me, they said they hate me, I feel like a bad mother. All I had for Mitchelle back then was lust — a love that never existed. I only wanted him not need him. Now I'm more regretful.
****
My life is shattered, I'm lost and condemned. I just wanna die. All is just an illusion — a misapprehension — a mirage.
I NEED JUSTICE!
Illusional love.(Blessing)
Everyone have someone they love, we want to be with the person not minding the situations attached to it. Not minding if the person is our match from heaven, we want to stay by their side. This is normal and well appropriate but some people have this kind of love that is not real . It's just like an illusional love . A love that can hurt you but is not real . People are blinded by this love and do stupid things. Some girls lose their virginity at a very young age because they thought they love someone. Some people had to go to the extent of killing one another because of this love. Some had to take the risk of dying for the one they thought they love . Some people, even after knowing that the person they thought they loved was actually destined to kill them or to be killed by them, take the chance of loving them more and they eventually lose their lives. All these are illusions and they end with regrets.
***********
A woman named Christabel was in the same shoes like this, let's see what ends the story!
***********
"My life is shattered, I am lost and condemned, I just want to die. I have taken more than what I can chew, to swallow is a problem, to spit out is a bigger problem. God, I just want to die".
**********
My name is Christabel, I'm a thirty two years old woman with two kids and a husband. Maybe, I shouldn't say I have either kids or husband because my husband made those moments a regretful one for me!
**************
I was born in California where I happened to have lived with my grand mother. I lost my parents at a very young age. My mother died while trying to give birth to me and my father died while trying to make money to pay my school bills. I believe even until now, that I am cursed. I lived with my grandmother for eleven years before she died. I had no one to look up to, I knew no family members nor friends. I wandered hopelessly knowing not where to go. My name was the only thing I loved about myself. A day came when I had an accident, fortunately for me, I was not injured badly, I was rushed to the hospital for treatment. The man that hit me paid my hospital bills and accommodated me into his house. His name was Mr Augustus, he was a huge man with six packs, his personality showed that he was most girls' type. I loved him for who he was. I knew nothing about his job.
********
"You said you're Christabel right?"
His deep voice moved me, he reminded me of my dad. He spoke just like him. My heart fluttered when I heard that.
"Oh! Yes". I replied gazing straight at his eyes.
"Good, I think I'd to apologize for my recklessness, I wasn't thinking straight, if not, I guess I wouldn't have hit you. You look tattered and lean, is there any problem?" He asked.
"No, it's just that I didn't eat well these days." I replied. One of the things I hated most back then was to tell people about my situation even if it was the worst.
"Feel free to tell me your problems, I'm all ears" . I guessed I had no other choice than to tell him.
"Well, actually, these days, I've been suffering. I lived with my grandmother since when I had lost my parents. Now, my grandmother is dead and I've no one to rely on..." I said emotionlessly .
After saying all that, all he could say was that he felt my pain. He had nothing to say after all, my problems rendered him speechless. I later discovered that he was planning to send me back to school, I was so amazed and overjoyed. I traveled to South Africa to complete my schooling. I got admitted into Love High school, South Africa. I did not make much friends because I was an ambivert, to me, being an ambivert had always been the best. I loved being an ambivert. Then, I was not really pretty, I was not even one of the top brilliant students nor the top pretty students. I was just there. I finished High school and was admitted into college. At college, I had a crush on a guy named Finn. He was a cute guy and also was one of the hottest guys in the college. He was my first love, I loved him with all of me, but he did not. Rumours began to spread round the college that he was dating a girl named Natasha. I was advised to get over him, I managed to get over him halfway but not completely. Few months passed, we heard a news, Natasha got pregnant and because of the shame, she dropped out of college while Finn was no where to be found. I finally got over him. I finished college completely.
I became a successful banker at age twenty-one. At that age, I had became rich and pretty. This made men attracted to me but I guess they were not my type. I did not get attracted to any guy not until the house beside mine was sold out.
A new buyer moved in. Fortunately, it was a guy. He had a cute, well dressed and polite personality.
He was a huge guy. He looked like a guy in his early twenties, his appearance made me understand that he was most girls' crush. He was a mysterious man. He had an overflowing character. His voice was very soft and sweet. His dressing made me understand that caps wouldn't fit him. His ears were pierced and he was at most 178cm tall in height. Everything about him was so perfect. His name was Mitchelle. I loved him. He was definitely my type of guy. Because of that, I wanted him.
A day came when I had to get some things and I sighted him. I looked for every way to talk to him but no to avail. That day, he was making phone calls . But, he was wearing a cap, I hated him wearing caps. Suddenly, his wallet fell.
'Bingo!'
I said knowing that that was an opportunity for me to start a conversation with him. Immediately, without wasting any time,
"Oh! Your wallet fell." I said bending down to pick it up for him.
"Thanks a lot." He replied.
Since then, we became close to the extent that I used to go to his house most times and vice versa. I had the urge to tell him how I felt but I was scared incase I would be turned down. A day came when I had to write a letter to him via SMS. I guessed it was high time I told him how I feel. I googled some love letters and wrote it in the letter:
"Mitchelle, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I've been trying to find the right words to tell you how I feel, and I finally realised that there are no words that can fully express my love for you. I just know that I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I love you more than myself. Having you by my side is what completes me, I can't think of my life without you. I love you! You are the reason I live, I breath, I love and I smile. I fell in love with you from the day I met you, and then I fell in love with the person you remembered you are. I want you. I need you. I believe you. Will you kiss me? I confess that you are everything to me. Here is my confession, you're a way too awesome" . From Christabel.
Then, I sent it hoping to get a good reply and I slept off. The next morning, my phone message ringtone beeped, I thought it was Mitchelle, but unfortunately it was a message stating that the message I wrote was not sent. I was like, "What the heck!" I immediately deleted it thinking that God does not want me to send it.
I set out to visit a friend of mine named Lara, she was a supportive friend and was also my best friend. I told her most of my secrets because I trusted her.
"Hey Lara . it's been a long time". I said. She had to travel abroad to deal with her parents and I hadn't seen her for a long time.
"It really had been, we haven't seen each other for months now." She replied. How're you doing?
"I'm great, I'm actually here to gist you".
"What's up?"
"George Lara, I'm in love."
"What! Really, oh my god! I'm so happy for you, who's he? Is he someone I know?"
"Nope, the truth is the love is one-sided".
"So, what you're saying now is that you love the guy but he doesn't love you back?"
"Exactly. I don't know what to do, it doesn't seem like he has a girlfriend to be precise, though sometimes, I see girls going to his house, but I guess they might be his girlfriends"
"So, what're you going to do now? Are you going to give up on him?"
"Of course not. I'm going to try hard to get him".
" Yes. That's why you're Christabel" .
She said as we laughed .
*************
I headed back home but as I was going I saw that a lady entered In Min's house. Firstly, I thought she was his sister or one of his relatives until I figured out that she was one of his girlfriends. He had sex with her! I felt heartbroken and regretful. I cried all night. But, that didn't make my feelings fade away. I still loved him.
Not long, I received a call from one of my friends that my highschool math teacher died, and they were celebrating his demise. No one loved him when we were in school. I myself didn't like him, it was not like I hated him, I just didn't like him. I was sad when I heard about his demise. I should at least pay my condolences since my friends were going. I wore a casual cloth and headed out. On my way , I met him — Mitchelle. My heart skipped a beat .
"Hey guy, what's up?"
"I'm good, you?"
"Same here. Oh my god! What happened to your face? Didn't you get some rest?" I said noticing his weared out face.
"I have been stressed out working late these days ."
"Oh! Sorry. You should get some rest."
"Where are you going? Your boyfriend's house?" He jokingly asked and walked away.I couldn't answer.That spoilt my mood. Though it was a joke but I was heartbroken and because of that I could not go to where I had to go.
The following week, he texted me saying he wanted to see me, he asked me to come over to his house. I was anxious to hear what he wanted to tell me.
"Does he wants to express how he feels to me? No, it's not like that, he wants to see me probably because he felt guilty of walking past me last week or he likes me? Nope. He doesn't. He just wants to see me." I kept wondering about what he wanted to see me for.
I headed out to his house.
"Why do you want to see me all of a sudden?" I asked.
"Nothing, I guess I should tell you something".
"What?" I asked anxiously .
"Have a seat first"
"Okay, then what?"
"I want to tell you that I'm travelling to the South Africa next week. I guess I should let you know that."
"So, when will you come back?" I asked acting displeased.
"Maybe, next three years or more". He replied.
M
"Must you go?"
"Sure, I must, I want to go there to start a new life."
"Why do you want to go so badly? Is it that you would die if you don't go? Answer me". I said shouting as tears started rolling down my cheeks.
"What's wrong? You ought to be happy for me but you're crying."
"You don't care, do you? You don't care about the pain I will have to go through. You care about your own satisfaction, you don't care about people around you. Fine, if you want to go, go! It's none of my business, you jerk!"
"Why're you suddenly shouting at me, why?"
"I love you. I want you. You jerk. I've been helding back all these days but I love you. Mitchelle, I love you."
"I understand you but I don't have such feelings for you, I'm sorry to hurt you but I don't love you" .
Without hesitation, I grabbed him and started kissing him. Our tongues tangled and went to war in our locked mouth battling madly for dominance. His lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly allowing my tongue to slip inside. Our body pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together. I could taste our shared breath, feel the thud of our combined heartbeat as we fumbled to take off one anothers clothes. Warmth blossomed in my chest, sparks igniting as Mitchelle leaned in close, lips brushing together, tentatively for the first time. Long story short, we slept with each other.
*********
I went home pleased and satisfied. Suddenly, I remembered that condom was not used. "What the heck!"
I called Mitchelle straight and told him. All he could say was "Oh! God!"
I became pregnant. I told him about it and his family members forced him to marry me. I was so excited because one of my dreams was to get married to someone who deflowered me. I was going to be a wife and a mother!
******************
The day came. The ceremony didn't last for half and hour. We were pronounced husband and wife. After the wedding, Mitchelle said that if he was to be my husband to the end. I must transfer all my properties to him and I did. I was foolish right? I was blinded by a stupid love that doesn't exist ********
Eight months later, I gave birth to a boy. I named him Bright. Even though I didn't have a happy home, I loved the fact that I got married to the person I thought I loved. Each day, Mitchelle would beat me up, shout at me and tell me that he doesn't love me and wouldn't love me. I told Lara about it, but all she could do was to disagree.
"Even from the beginning, I knew something was wrong, on a normal day, we both know that that guy doesn't love you. He was forced to marry you. I don't seem to understand you, how possibly can you have sex with someone that doesn't want you — or love you. You got pregnant to someone who doesn't know your worth. How is that right? Now, you're regretting, you ended up like this right? I feel sorry for you".
"Hey, Lara. How can you probably say that? How is this my fault? All I did was to love him. I gave him my virginity, why? Because I love him. I saw as an opportunity cause it comes at once". I said weeping extensively.
" That's not love, if you love him, you would had made him fell in love with you . Instead you got yourself pregnant".
"Is that what you have to say Lara?"
"Should I advise you, Christabel? Report him to the human rights. Do you understand?"
"I can't because I love him, I can't report him. I am going to endure it to the end. That's what a wife does."
"You are a fool! Why would I pity you in the first place? That guy is after your money, you're rich. Which guy doesn't want a rich woman? At this age, you should use your brain".
"Okay, thanks for the advice, bye then"
I never counted Lara's words. I wish I had. A year later, Mitchelle didn't have sex with me , but I wanted him so much. I drugged his drink and had sex with him. Don't mind me! I was blinded by a stupid love.
I gave birth to my second child, his name is Louis . I was so satisfied not until the day I left home to get some stuffs. Returning back, I found the door locked from outside. Then I knew something was going on. I received a text message that my bank had been frauded. All my money was gone including my properties and my kids. I ran to Lara and told her, she ignored me and said she warned me. That was right. She warned me. I ran to the human rights centre but they said that they couldn't do anything since all my properties are his now. I asked about my kids but they said I should sue him for child hostage. I sued him but I didn't win, the lawyer said that since my husband had all my properties, then he would be able to take care of them. I was lost and condemned! What should I have done? It turned out that Mitchelle happened to be the brother of my first love, Finn . Then, I knew nothing to do . I became hopeless and had to live with Lara. My life became miserable, I couldn't move on, what guy would love me any way? I felt devastated and shameful. I suffered because I'm cursed. I was cursed from birth tho, then why was I surprised? I never gave anyone chance. I forgot about it. Until early this year, I met my kids but they denied me, they said they didn't know me, they said they hate me, I feel like a bad mother. All I had for Mitchelle back then was lust — a love that never existed. I only wanted him not need him. Now I'm more regretful.
****
My life is shattered, I'm lost and condemned. I just wanna die. All is just an illusion — a misapprehension — a mirage.
I NEED JUSTICE!
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