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d it 'The Compound.' It was a very big house and held a lot of secret

her off to this vicious monster who you would come to know as 'our father.' They were never in love with each other, my mother was never into men she was and still is a lesbian, b

e destroys your life as well. This was the situation my mother had found herself in. Her parents had gone to Mr. Rogers to borrow money but never got to pay him back, but since t

what he called it. Where she spent every night crying and praying for someone to come rescue her, but no one did.

n had left immediately after dinner to see her friend who just gave birth and the rest of the maids would not dare get between what was going on. She tried to push him away, but he was stronger than her. He tried taking off his clothes. She used this opportunity to re

g girls, even though he was in his early forties. He wanted young blood that was from the age of fifteen, he chased after them, and if they did not give him what he wanted, he took it by force. Who was there to sto

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rther my education he had always said: "education was not for girls you belong in the kitchen," that was always his reply. He hated me since I was a product of a one-night stand his father had with my mother, who was a prostitute. She died after giving birth to me. My father had no choice but to bring me home

, even if it means leaving the love of my life behind. I held her tight, and she stopped crying. She look

t with a kiss. Gosh, I love her so mu

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your mother? Answer me,

father to us. We

e slapped me. "I am your

ter." She tried hitting him, but

ther? Fine, go, get out, leave my house, a

'll leave, and you wil

ess face," he said, slurring, then left. We pa

s like we are helpless little orphans who shouldn't be on the street at this age, we were not even up to fourteen yet, and we were already on