Oliver mukuka
by On April 30, 2020
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​​​​​​INTRODUCTION: My name is Christabel am 20 years old and am the first born in the family of 4 children, the second borns are twins Thomas and Jude, and the last born is Jane.

I completed my secondary school 2 years ago, but I just stay at home due to financial problems life as not been easy since my father died, he died when I was in 10 when he died his wicked relatives grabbed everything we had living is with nothing, only a small piece of land where we live with my family,in order to survive we do farming on the small piece of land that was left for us. Thomas and Jude are both in grade 9 while Jane is in grade 7.Behind our house there is a well that we fetch water from to water our crops and vegetables, we plant different types of vegetables to support ourselves.My father's siblings uncle Richard and Jacob, Aunt musonda and Mulenga hates us very much because they blame mother for Father's death .

MRS CHIBWE: Christabel what are you doing behind the house alone ?

CHRISTABEL: Nothing mum just writing

MRS CHIBWE: you and writing you should be come a writer

CHRISTABEL: Mum you've started again you even know that my dream is to become a worldwide journalist and I want to do my studies from UK or London

MRS CHIBWE: Keep on dreaming

CHRISTABEL: Mum!! You even know that my results are good that I can be accepted to any university

MRS CHIBWE: I know my daughter but money is the problem. Away from that, Your siblings will soon be knocking off from school have you prepared lunch for them?

CHRISTABEL: Thank you for reminding me I almost forgot 

MRS CHIBWE: You even know them when they knock off from school there Always ever hungry.

CHRISTABEL: Ok let me prepare for for them .

NARRATION: As Christabel was preparing lunch in the kitchen Musonda came(Aunt Muzo)

MUSONDA: Witch!! witch!!  Where is this witch?

CHRISTABEL: Aunt Muzo my mother is not a witch

MUSONDA: Tut Tut Tut shut that hole you call your mouth

MRS CHIBWE: Musonda what do you want this afternoon I don't need trouble with you 

MUSONDA: Mmmmmmm aaa who said I want trouble with you.you think you can kill me like you killed my brother with this your foolish daughter of yours.

NARRATION: With tears she said I did not kill my husband.......

The end....... The story continues

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