My Heart Sank.
I am Mopelola, I live somewhere in Africa with my father and stepmom. My father took her in marriage a few years after my mom passed and she took good care of me for a few years before she started making her own children for my father.
When she had her first child I was still favoured a little, she revailed her true self when her second child turned four. She called me to her room one day after our dad had gone to work then called saying Mope!,Mope!,Mope!! then she asked how many times did I call you? I said three times ma.
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Then she said from today moving forward I don't ever want you to pick things before Kolapo my son because he is the man of the house after his father and Kemi is that understood she shouted while I responded saying yes ma shaking like a jelly fish. That day, my heart sank and I missed my late mum. Let's call that my first betrayal.
Last summer, I went to visit my grandmother on my mother's side and she gave me a roaster chicken when I was returning home. The roster was not that old to be eaten so I single handedly took care of it till it was old enough to be eaten but I never wanted it to be killed because I have grown to like it.
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One Friday, my step mom killed and prepared a good pot of soup from it. I was heartbroken but I looked forward to enjoying the meal anyways. Food was served in the evening and I got to the table only for me to meet only the head and the two legs of the chicken left. Oh I felt betrayed that the betrayal could be felt on my skin but there was nothing I could do or no one to report to because my dad was away as usual.
I guess she felt my anger because unlike her she came to me in the kitchen when I was doing the dishes. She asked Mope, why didn't you eat your portion of the chicken? I answered saying I never knew those parts were left for me, I thought it was meat for Saul our dog. After giving her a piece of my mind through response she hissed and went to her room and I never saw her again till the following day acting like nothing happened the previous day.
Thank you for reading, I am @ellizy
The height of wickedness, imagine. Some women are the cause of the problems their children face in life. She forgot that karma is real.
Well, I'm glad she refused eating that part of the chicken given her.
!BBH
Some, not all. Thank you
In this world now we are living some of our women are the cause of their children problems but pretend as if they are innocent
Hummm deep
Mmmmm, wickedness in high places. Some women don't have a heart at all. You were married to a family and you met a child there but when you started having your own you maltreat the one you met before. Mmmmmm God you help us ooo. Thank you for sharing
A. Very big amen
Thank you @theinkwell
I am very angry with your stepmother, @ellizy. You write effectively here because you offer a very specific incident with details I don't think anyone could make up. That she killed you chicken was horrible. I'm sorry. But then the answer you gave her about the dog was brilliant.
Try not to let this hard experience stay with you. I think you have a lot of gumption, and you will do fine in life if you remember never to be cruel as you stepmother was to you.
Nice piece.
Of course, no one wants to exhibit the replica of what they preach about. Thank you for reading
Okay... I consider this unfair. I don't have a step-mom but maybe I would have been telling a similar story had my father married the woman he wanted to marry after I was born. However, I strongly believe your step-mother was mean (on her own) because good people exist, just that she's chosen not to one of them.
Don't take it personally, it's a past event. Thank you for stopping by