😭Tears of a Blind Girl😭

😭Tears of a Blind Girl😭

Written by: Humble Smith and clara Williams

Presh was switched when she was little with a daughter of nobody by the King’s sister because she was born blind.

So she switched her with another woman who was having a child the same day with the queen. Presh found herself in a world of pain and sorrow.

She wasn’t accepted in the community and everybody claimed that she was an evil child because nobody in the community had been born blind.

She was maltreated by her father who was ashamed of having her as his daughter with his second wife who was a ton of pain to his flesh.

She suffered a great deal with her mother who was also maltreated because of her.

She believed she had no future because she was blind and was educated like her mate.

She had to start begging for alms in a scorching sun just to feed herself.

She was gang raped severally by some bad boys and that made her become so lonely to herself and always sad.

Prince Victor, who had come back to the village from abroad, returned to marry his Half-caste chatterbox girlfriend when he met Presh.

At first, he had thought it was mere pity, he had thought he was just being emotional till he decided to bring her and her mother to his house, that was when he found out he was really falling in love. He was ready to do everything possible to make her see.

That great bond of love helped to reveal Presh’s true identity and some secrets behind her blindness.

On a cool morning after a thorough surgery, Presh was able to see again.

She was happy to be able the see her Love not knowing there were many odds against her. Many secrets that could break their bond.

Many enemies to destroy their love.

For Presh to be with Victor, she must be ready to face the battle.

Don’t miss this sorrowful romance book.

Are you really enthusiastic to unravel the mysteries behind the mysteries?

 

Episode 1

 

Presh’s POV

“Where is my stick??” I asked no one in particular..

I can’t see anyone?

I’m clouded with darkness, I can’t tell if anyone was hearing me, I don’t know if there was anyone around..

“Can someone help me find my stick, it just dropped off my grip now!” I bawled with tears forming in my eyes as I moved my hand all over the floor in search of it..

You can’t tell how frustrated I am now..
I think my mom isn’t around because she is the only one that hears my cry, she is the only one I have..

My dad and step mother are the thorns in my flesh, I don’t know how anyone of them looks like but I can tell their voices and feels it whenever I’m with any of them, with their shout and baleful acts towards me, I would know they are the one..
Not one of them likes me a bit, they don’t mind beating me together,

To them and most of the people around, I’m cursed..

I was hated not just by my family but most of the people around,
I had stopped school when I couldn’t bear the scorn anymore..

It was real hell, hatred was all that surrounded me..

The only person that loves me is my mother but she doesn’t stay around always, she is always striving for what we would eat,

I can’t say I have a dad because he doesn’t feed us anymore..
All these plight are as a result of my blindness from birth..

“You are a disgrace to me and I feels ashamed to the fact that you are my daughter!!” That has always been my father’s word to me..

I feel like taking my life but I wouldn’t because my mom still needs me,,
I would have committed suicide if she isn’t in my life because without her, my life is useless and I’m better dead than alive..

“Please someone should help!..” I screamed with a heavy heart..

“Who is that blind bastard making noise around the neighbourhood!!” The growl of my step mom resounded in ear sending shrills down my spine..

“Please where is my mom?” I asked

“Are you asking me?..like seriously, you are asking me where your mother is, I’m I the one who caused your blindness?..pls I should hear word in this house..” She scoffed..

“Erm..pls help me find my stick, please..” I stupidly asked even when I knew she would never do it,

“Okay ma!” She said and I was happy and surprised that she wanted to help..

“Take!” She said and I started waving my hand over the space..

“Where is it??” I asked frustrated..

“Take it here!” She said with a giggle and I kept moving my hand searching for where she was but couldn’t touch anything..

She burst Into hysterical laughter and that was when it dawned on me that she was just pouring scorn on me..

I sighed and pushed back my tears then located a seat with my hand..
I made to seat down but she dragged the seat away making me fall on my butt..

“Why are you doing this!!!” I squealed with my heart aching

You can’t tell the kind of hurt I feel right now, not just from the fall but from the fact that I was been maltreated by someone who should help me..

“Stay there on the floor till your wretched mother comes back..disgusting fellow!!” She spited and stomped out..

Tears fell off my eyes as I felt totally drained,

When would all this end?
When would I regain my sight?
When would I be loved by the people I meet..

You can’t tell how pained I am..
Words can’t explain it..

“Omg!!..Presh,what are you doing there on the floor..” I heard my mom’s voice cooed..
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She hastily, helped me up and lead me to the bed.

“What happened??” She asked with her voice cracking with emotions..

“My step mom is at it again..but please mom I’m very hungry” I muffled

“Open your mouth” she said and I obliged..

She pushed in a substance into my mouth,

I don’t even know the name..

It was sweet so I munched it and opened mouth to get more but nothing came into my mouth..

“I’m sorry daughter, that’s all I could get, no one helped me, no one wanted to have any thing to do with me..

They said i was a cursed mother because I bore you..” She said sniffing back her tears..

I can sense pain and hurt in her voice..

“I’m no more hungry, stop crying” I said in a cracked voice..

She was really going through a lot,

I know how it could be like having everyone turning against you..

“Please manage that, I promise tomorrow would be better” she cried and I nodded with a smile..

just then, my stomach made a grumbling sound..

“Oh you are really hungry, I think I need to go beg your father for some money.” she said and I held her.

“no..no..I’m sure you are aware he wouldn’t, you are going their to receive scorn and insult and possibly beating..” I said pitifully and she sighed and fondle my cheek,

“I don’t mind taking all that for you, who knows he may have mercy” she said and left..

I sat there feeling sober.

I hate my life, there was no single thing to make me happy,
Pain, anguish, sorrow sadness..all these are all that keeps looming all around me..

No one shows me love a single bit, I don’t know how I look..how human looks like is even vague in my memory..

I hate my life like mad..I wish death would take me away at this moment, I don’t want to try killing myself again but I want to die..
maybe when I die, my mother’s sorrow would decrease..

The only advice she had been receiving from everyone was to kill that curse which was me..
they keeps telling her to kill me so that they would accept her back, I was like a burden to her..

Many time, I had tried killing myself but someway somehow, she would still save me..
I had once walked out of the house without my stick or assistant praying something would hit me and I would die..

It was just like death dreads me a lot because it couldn’t come near me..
I wish for death but it isn’t coming even after the depression and torture from my dad who seem to hate me more than anyone else..

I was still in thought when i felt my mother running to where I was..

“Mom is that you?..what..” I couldn’t finish my statement when something hit my head so hardly that I felt blood dripping out..

“Omg!!!..why did you do that!!!.. Oh gosh, you are so wicked!!” My mother cried as she helped me up..

“You got to tell me how you came here and what your mission is, you are not a human.. You are a curse and have been my reason for every single badluck i had gotten all through my life!!” I heard the voice of my dad growl..

That voice I dreaded a lot..

Pain was all I felt but it wasn’t compared to the one I felt when he slapped my mother…

“Don’t you ever come to me for money to feed this badluck and misfortune, next time you try it, I’ll make sure I skin you alive..” He yelled and stomped out..

“Mother please kill me..please..” I pleaded with tears flowing like a stream..

“I would be the most evil monster to do that, if you should die then death should take you away, I would never kill my daughter!” She sobbed..

“If you don’t, I will do it myself..one day, I will get hold of a knife or any sharp object and i will rip my heart heart with it..” I said in tears and pain..

“I’ll never allow you do any harm to yourself..” She cooed hugging me tightly..

“Can we leave this place?” I asked and she sniffed..

“I would have take you away from here if I could..” She cried more bitterly making the urge to kill myself increase..

“Why would I be a burden to an innocent soul, a child was suppose to be a relief to the mother but here I am making her get much more torture and agony.

” seat down let me dress your wound” she said moving her hand to my head..

I quickly shoved her hand away angrily..
“Let it bleed, leave it, let me bleed to death!!!” I bawled with tears..

“Shut up and seat down!” She half yelled and I held my shoulder to direct me to the seat but to her surprise, I held her hand and shoved her away from my body..

“Allow me to die!!!” I screamed and ran away to where I am not seeing..

I can’t wait to hit my head on the wall and die..

“Noooo..no..stop.. No..” Her voice hitched as I slammed my head on the wall and fell flatly on the floor..

Death please come, I need you..

Episode 2

 

Presh’s POV

Pain surged through my whole body as I lay on the floor, I could feel a liquid substance coming out, I guess it was blood,

I shut my eyes waiting for death, waiting for it to take me away, I just pray to open my eyes and find out I’m floating, just want to open my eyes and find out I am already dead,

Yes!..that’s what I need, I am not destined to live,
What is the essence of being alive when nothing good comes out of you, all that keeps emanating is anguish and pain..

“You can’t keep hurting yourself..there is a reason why you are still alive” I heard my mother’s voice purred, there was no doubt she was crying, there was no doubt her heart is really bleeding,

I can’t see her face but I can feel it, I can sense the hurt..

“If you keep doing this, I would be hurt the more, hurting yourself leave my heart shattered than you can ever think of” she sulked helping me up..

I groan at the pain I got from the region where I hit on the floor..

“Are my still alive?” I asked with tears flowing down..

“Yes dear, you can never kill yourself!” She said and I took a deep breath

“So you are happy passing through all this..you are glad right?..why are you even doing all this for me, I may be your daughter but I’m not worthy to be one, I am not worthy to be called a daughter when I can’t help, I can’t do anything to make life easier, please take my life and I would be very grateful..” I wept and she took my hand and led me to the bed without saying any word..

“If you keep trying to kill yourself then I would be forced to tie you up with a rope, do you think it was a mistake that you were born?..hell no..there is a reason..” She sighed and I lay on the bed flatly gazing at the ceiling which I can’t see..

I wish all will be well but it just seems like my prayer isn’t answered, maybe God also hates me for being blind..

I don’t see any reason why he wouldn’t have mercy, in have really passed through a lot..

I would have to go now and struggle for this night..someone may be willing to help..

“What time is it now?..” I asked

“I can’t really tell but it is around 4:00..I have to go..” She said and I sat up.

“Do you know if you leave here and my step mom or dad comes here to maltreat me, I may be forced to take my life, you can’t really understand my plight because you aren’t blind, you don’t know what it seems like staying all day without seeing the light..only darkness..” I sobbed and she wrapped my body into her chest while I sob..

“I have to go or we would go hungry, your dad had promised to give me some money only if I eat it alone and abandon you..but I can’t” she sulked

“Why??” I asked

“Because I love you!” She replied

“You don’t love me, if you love me, you would have end this pain I am into by killing me, if you can’t, give me a knife, I will do it myself..” I said with a bitter heart..

“Have you ever thought of having a reason to smile, someone out there is possibly your man..you would enchant him once he meets you” she said and I was pushed to laugh at her stupid talk..

“Enchant who?..with what??..closed eyes?..stop giving me baseless hope and state the fact..I have no future!” I breathed and she took a deep breath and stood up..

“I have to leave please before it turns dark” she said and left..

I lay back on the bed in darkness..

Every single minute of the day is night for me…
So painful..

Victor’s POV

“Hey babe, I’m close by right now, where are you?” I said to my troublesome girlfriend..

“Where are you right now?” She asked and I looked around trying to figure where I was..

How can she expect me to know where I am when this my first time coming here..

“It looks like a market…I…”

“Would you bring down your a**s from the car and ask question about where you are and also find someone to lead you here!!” She scoffed and I chuckled

‘You are still that girl I knew before..” I said amidst laughter as I hung up..

I really love her even if she is rude..

I got down from the car and stood beside my car..

Many kids were staring at me, some young ladies were even stealing glance at me with murmurs..

Who would I ask now??

I sighed and looked around and my gaze fell on someone walking to where i stood, there was no doubt the woman wasn’t in her right senses, she was walking but her mind and thought isn’t stabled..

She walked haggardly looking unkempt, I could even see tears in her eyes..

I was even surprised that no one was concerned about her…

They all scorned and scowls anytime she passes them..

Like seriously, that is queer..

I walked up to her but couldn’t even reach where she stood before she diverted into the major road..

A car sped to her direction, there was no doubt she would have been knocked down if I didn’t drew her off the road..

She gasped in shock as she suddenly regain her sense..

“Omg!! That car would have knocked me!!!!” She squealed with her hand crossed over her chest..

“Yes..you were lost in thought..what is really your problem?” I asked..

“Please can i get anything eatable from you??” She begged with tears..

“I got some biscuits in the car..are you that hungry or do you have a memory problem?” I asked staring at her from head to toe..

“My daughter is hungry please, give me the biscuit so she can eat something” the woman begged bowing her head..

“I would like to see your daughter…take me to her” I said not even knowing when it escaped my lips .

Why would I even want to see the daughter of a strange woman who looks deranged..

“I’ll take you to her but please promise me you would do no harm and would equally give her something to eat” she said and i nodded feeling my heart heavy all of a sudden..

*************

We finally got to her house and she led me into a small chamber..

“Here she is..” She said directing me into the small room..

Right there in front of me was a beautiful and stunning lady with her eyes open but stable..

It wasn’t moving, she was looking at our direction but couldn’t see anyone, a stick was beside her and it dawned on me that she is blind..

“Someone came to meet you, he promised to help us get something to eat tonight” the woman who I guess was her said and she turned to me even when she couldn’t see me, she was able to detect where j stood..

Her sparkling eyes fell on mine and I felt my heart miss beat, I couldn’t remove my face from her as I found myself totally pinned on a spot..

To be continued…

Asked on September 10, 2021 in Stories.
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