Vanessa! Vanessa!! Vanessa!!! where are you? My mother screamed as I ran to the kitchen. Mom what is wrong?I asked and she said to me who broke this plate.
Mom, I don't know? I didn't break any plate I answered. Are you saying I don't know what I am saying or would you like that you weren't the last person who entered the kitchen. Yes, I was Mom but I never broke any plate I answered.
Alex! Alexis!! come to the kitchen. While my brothers came running to the kitchen. Yes Mom, they answered in unison. Which one of you broke this plate? Mom asked my brothers. Wasn't me,Alex the older one said.Also wasn't me , Alexis the younger one said.
Tell me the truth Vanessa, or you would leave my house this instance ,Mom said.I sobbed as I was wondering whether to take the blame upon myself or not. Yes,Mom I was the one who broke the plate , I said in fear. I never even realize when I started getting whipped by my mom, she whipped me so much that you could hardly stand on my own.She stopped after giving me twenty five lashes of cane,after which I struggled to get up to go to my room.
My room is one I share with my brothers, which two bed on each opposite side of the room and a mat at the middle. I looked at the mirror as saw how my cloth had been torn while I was weeping.
It all is till a mystery to me why my parents hate me. I could have said I wasn't their daughter but I am confused cause I look just like my Mom but I have to forget about that so I can treat my wound.