MY MOTHER,MY HOME
MY MOTHER,MY HOME A SHORT STORY BY AJIBADE PELUMI J.R “Adenike, it’s time to get up my dear, we have a busy day ahead of us my dear.” I slowly pulled myself off my makeshift bed, trying not to wake my Little John, my 4years old brother. He means the world to me. “Good morning mama” I greeted my mother the right way any proper Yoruba girl would. My mother did a really great job in raising me and my little brother all by herself, I never knew who my father was, all I know is that he used my mother and abandoned her after getting his riches from her, my mother had told me the story countless number of times.”Adenikemi, I don’t want you to hate your father for leaving me, I was the fool for not listening to my parents words, I let love cloud my judgement and letting it control me. If I could take it all back, I gladly would my dear, but that won’t happen, I have to live with this now, but through it all I got a wonderful treasures from him, I got you, my beautiful angel.” these words fro...