Memories
I was eight(8) when I noticed that my dad was always abusing my mum.
And when I say abuse ,I mean beating her up drastically to the state that you wouldn't think she'll still be in the same house with him.
I came back home and met my mum in tears ,I asked her what was wrong although dep down I knew that it had something to do with my dad.
She was still crying refusing to say anything about it.
Worst more
She still slept on the same bed with her,at that age i was so angry and angry that I thought,"if she doesn't leave him soon,I'll do it for her by leaving them both" and to think these thoughts I had to them at an early age.
Here's the icing to the cake
I had a childhood friend called Deven and it developed into a relationship
I guess if I had known I wouldn't have dated that early so I would understand life better,but somehow I did ,atleast I experienced love and betrayal🤷
I'll tell you about the whole relationship with Deven soon......
