I remember the look on daddy's face, like he was beaten to his game. It became me, my immediate younger sister with the maids and I was glad.
The "houseboy" didn't talk much, but has a commanding charisma, "which leaves me wondering sometimes, who the maid was, because sometimes I ran his errands"
I like them both, John and Mary. John taught me so many things about life and used me as his tool.
Getting cigarette for us to smoke was regular, watching him sleep with Mary most nights was a torture for me. He even promised to let me try and I longed for it.
My little sister was doing well in school, but my case was different and I had to drop out of school. It was too much trouble for me and I wasn't even interested anymore.
I resulted to stealing money to satisfy my dirty urges, smoking, taking alcohol, going to brothel for prostitutes and finally I graduated into hard drugs.
My father was never around, he was too busy with work. I was out of control, I remember when I forced myself on Mary, I had no other option, she was available at that time
This act got my dad furious and he sent both maids away, " John is responsible for your unruly behaviour" he said.
It felt like the whole world was against me, so I left the house. I wasn't ready to babysit anybody like I did when mum newly left. AlI I needed was to get high no matter what!
I moved in with some of my older friends, adapting to my new environment wasn't easy for me but they got all I needed.
We did all sorts together and even gang raped a twelve year old. They were lucky to escape, while I got arrested.
...And now my life is ruined, no hope of me coming out of this cell.
If only my parents were around for me when I needed them most, now all my dreams, hopes are gone with the wind, as I await my sentence...