Ghost of my past

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Summary

This is un finished and I am still trying to get the right wording for this story it's a real life story my story honestly I have written it so many Times but it wouldn't come easily to me broken, abuse and just lost in this world the story takes place in my country South Africa the towns are real and some of the things I will be inserting in this book will be socking so if you your self might have gone trough sexual abuse or any other types of abuse and are sensitive please don't try reading it I want the reader to feel my pain, anger, loneliness and am working really hard to explain each situation for you it might not make too much sense but I will do my best at keeping it real like I said it is the first book I am writing and religion such as Christianity will be a big part in this book so hear goes nothing

Genre
Other
Author
Jm
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
8
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1:0 to about 2 and a half years

At the age of 18 my mother got pregnant with my brother and she was forced to marry my father as in that time it's how such matters were treated.she gave birth to him just after she turned nineteenth my mom did some modelling, gymnastics , swimming competitions and was training to be a athlete in the Olympics before she got pregnant. My father was doing boxing since he was a little boy and got really good at that time he was a SA champion boxer. But having a child so young forced them to either forget their dreams or put it on hold both of them actually had a good looking future. Then at twenty two years she had me we lived in klerks dorp until I was about six months old. My dad decided to take me and my brother to tzaneen. We where poor and dad gave custody  of us over to our aunt. I am not hundred percent sure of what or why. I know both my parents where alcoholics. I don't know where my mother was or what she did about us being taken away like that at all. All I know is that when she did show up again I told her that she was not my mother as my mother was dead. My brother recognised her and so he told me that she was in fact our mother. In that time I actually do have two memories. Which is weird its more like dreams. I asked my aunt and my aunt was actually surprised that I could remember it. One is vague its  of my brother getting clothing clips on his ears for not listening and the other was of me getting a moth stuck in my ear it was extremely painful and I was crying like crazy after what must have been hours they got the moth out of my ear.my aunt had a big house she had two daughters who is older than us. fast forward to about three, four years of age again (know this chapter is short but honestly I am trying to put ages in too chapters its my first book and doing this is difficult as honestly the first few will be sort I don't remember that much any advice is welcome all I ask is not to bee too harsh with comments as this isn't easy writing)