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In the wilderness
Final episode

2 years later

Who will believe that I can rise from that depression to the visionary woman I have become. I saw myself bring transformed into a humble and social worker.

This my profession of work I all wanted to be the voice to the voiceless and stand against any unfair treatments Children undergo.

Finally my life has a purpose I have learned to let go of my past and embrace the new beginnings. I never thought of finding Mr right but God has his plans anyway and I will give my best to be happy and finally live!!

My past doesn't have power over my future,I fought a good fight and um still thriving to heal completely. My future is bright that's my confession. The light will surely come .. keep pushing if you want change work hard to attain it

Wilderness is not meant to kill you but to elevate you. That's my story to you.

THE END!!

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In the wilderness
Episode 2
My uncle was very angry at me, at times my world just spin. His anger was enough to burn the bush, the closer I got with the boys at the cattle post the angrier he got, he painly told me to never looks at boys, seriously 😳 this old stinking man is a looser.

At times I mistake his creed with care, he never loved or care for me. A gal my age working like a slave indeed being an orphan is a curse. years passed by I longed for Schooling but he never bothered to take me over, the school was 30 km from our cattle post I didn't mind walking.

5 years later
After his death my uncle I managed to run away from the bo***ge. I meet a lady who took me in as a stay in maid. Dorothy is a kind person I never in my life meet a good person. Even though I was struggling to get in terms with English but Mr Din my tutor was patient enough to carry me through.

The nightmare's of that so called uncle of mine kept creeping. My mind was still in bo***ge, I was in the wilderness of turmoil, pain and sufferings. Mr Din offered to freely counsel me, he believed I was very intelligent and bright.

I worked had, I read as much as I could, I listened to documentaries , somehow I loved the new girl rising in me. I looked deep in my soul I saw light and hope, only if I can turn my pain into a story someone else can be HEALED too.

Somehow I knew there are many girls taken advantage of, I have to help and voice out my story 😐, I know I will be judged but the most important thing is to become the solution to many less privileged boys and girls out there who has lost their voices.

After 6 months of staying with her I managed to start schooling and I can't thank God more than enough. Everday I would look inside of my soul, I saw a girl who was bubbling with passion and eager to make a change. Dorothy made sure to assist me with everything that she could to make my journey less possible.

2years later.....

In the wilderness

Darkness was illuminating gradually, the sound of thrilling and breaking of leaves emerged as if someone was following me closely. My heart beat overtook me, fear craped it's way in. I hugged myself closely increasing my pace as I wondered through the night not uncertain of my location.

Miles away I reached the cattle post and everyone one was not around as always, they have retired to bed and the fire was dying out. My stomach had knot's if hunger and fear, as I checked the pits hoping to find leftovers but as a norm they were spakiling clean, tears blurred my vision, taking baby steps towards our mud kitchen house I opened silently yoooh I picked up tsabana and a bowl, after eating I retired to my bed.

Every night was very long, my mind was escalating of thoughts.
The pained and hurtful life I was living. As I sleep my wish was to never woke up but forever.

Early morning I woke up and washed my face and made firewood and prepared breakfast for all.. yes I would cook soft porridge and after they ate, all the dishes will be cleaned by me also. It's how it was.

I was surmon to milk the cows and we had more than 5 cows to milk everyday. This was my best responsibility I loved because I had time to drink milk to my satisfaction, at home I was not allowed to drink milk, I mean I was their servant for God's sake .........

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Book Title
IN THE WILDERNNESS.........