MY MOTHER HATES ME

My life is more than stressed at my age. I was born and taken care of by my mother until I was seven years old. That was when my mother got married for the first time.
Her school boyfriend, Jacob was an intelligent boy who was desired by all students of both sexes. He was tall and lanky. He has a baritone voice that breaks every barrier from people. When he is sad and wish to express it, you may weep for him as his voice used to command feelings.
My mother, Bunmi, was one of those who fell for him. She adored him and would do anything he asked her to do. One of those things he did for him was my pregnancy. According to my mother, she was even delighted when she was pregnant for him and damned the consequences of her father’s reaction. And she was ready to bear a son for this wonderful young genius. As she put it, “I thought the child I bear for him shall be a genius too since I was struggling to grasp what was taught to me.”
Jacob was also in love with my mother and would wish to marry her if not for my grandfather who insisted his daughter must continue with her education. He took upon himself my early upbringing. My mother was by now no longer in education but little did her father know. She was not attending classes as her thought was always centering on Jacob, his whereabouts and health. More than often, she used to run out from the dormitory and went across three cities to see her heartthrob. She got it all wrong as she was pregnant again and went on to abort.
The abortion almost claimed her life but at the last minute of her mother’s intervention. She has a thorough clean up in the hospital and after that, she told her parents she was no longer interested in her studies. My grandfather was so disappointed and had no more interest in whatever she was doing. My grandmother sends her out to learn a trade for herself which she agreed just to escape from domestic chores.
I was then three years old when she came home with a man she said wanted to marry her. My grandparents rejected the man because he had married three times and divorce the same number of times. My mother made serious trouble with her parents that they had no option than to allow her to get out of their lives. That marriage did not last for twelve months and she was back to her father’s house.
Her insubordination was becoming alarming and that was how my grandparents prayed for another man whom will be able to tolerate her. And God answered their prayers when my stepfather came for her. He loves her so much and he in turn, loves me. But I find it difficult to know my crime against my mother in relations to what happened between her and my real father. Whenever I do something shed did not like, I receive terrible beating which my stepfather most often rebuke her.
My stepfather loves me like his son and treats me with respect and care. Please readers, I want you to help me because I want to run away from my mother and she has refused to let me meet with my biological father. Please help me. Charlie.
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