Amanda Awobasivwe
Stories (3/0)
She tried to end her life but now it couldn't be any better
It seemed a day like any other, sunny and warm but in the life of a young woman life could not be any worse. The cold hands of hopelesness gripped her neck choking out her will to live. Struggling to pay bills, facing dead end after dead end and battling to feel accepted by an unloving family, that day Anita made the fatal decision to end it all. Desperate to make all the pain go away she reached for her chosen means, a bottle of snipper. Quick, painless and effective. She eagerly waited for the poision to end her suffering. Then she blacked out. She did not know what happened next, did not see how her neighbour, who after finding her, raised an alarm. She did not noticed her limp body being rushed frantically through the streets in search of help. After several attempts to revive her the assembly of concerned neighbours came to a place with a very confident and unusual woman. " So she tried to kill herself?" She asked casually. "All these foolish girls" she murmured under her breath as she reached for the magic powder, also known as charcoal. Following this wise woman's instructions the party of rescuers put the charcoal in the dying woman's mouth and made her swallow. At first there was nothing, no response.
By Amanda Awobasivwe4 years ago in Motivation
A virtuous woman *edited*
Words fail to describe the beauty of the one I call mama. A woman who has fought for me and loved me through my most shameful and hateful days. Through wounded knees and broken hearts. Through ups and downs and merry go rounds. Memories of my childhood burst into my mind at random occasions demanding my celebration of this very special woman. Like when she would console me about a bad grade or help me see the good in a nasty person. She has taught me so much truth and corrected me with love so sweet but oh so tough. Like her loving heart, her her hands have always been open to give me all I need and have the courage to ask for. She certainly withholds no good thing from me and my siblings. This is not to say that we are spoilt. On the contrary, growing up we had the strictest dad on the block.
By Amanda Awobasivwe4 years ago in Families
A virtuous woman
Words fail to describe the beauty of the one I call mother. A woman who has fought for me and loved me through my most shameful and hateful days. Memories of my childhood burst into my mind at random occasions demanding my celebration of this very special woman. She has taught me so much truth and corrected me with sweet love. Her hands are always open to give me all I need and desire. She certainly withholds no good thing from me. This is not to say I’m spoilt. On the contrary growing up I had the strictest dad on the block. He disciplined me regularly and even beyond what was necessary. Often my mother would fight to protect us. To shield us from our father’s violent rage. She took so much pain and disgrace in her shoes as wife. Especially when I was but a child. She also made herself available for occasions, birthdays, meals and more. Simply put, anything that was special to us was special to her.
By Amanda Awobasivwe4 years ago in Families