A STORY I HAVE TO TELL.

People often say the best way to forget something is the let it out. So this is just a brief of my story that seem more like a burden to me and i wanna let it out.

I’m BOLARINWA SHARON By name  I live in a large house which is not my biological home but now is, i have been there for close to ten years now and i love it there. Biologically there are 5 children my mom gave birth to,4 boys and I’m the only girl. Right now with me I have just two of those boys living in the same house with me the other two somewhere with their relatives.

My mom past on sometime late last year and that was when for the first time in forever i saw my dad and some other people that i dont know, my dad according to what he told me he said they were divorced and have been since ten years ago. And my mum according to what she told she didn’t tell me anything about being divorced maybe because i didn’t ask but anyways she told me that years ago while i was much younger “when she was in the hospital ready to conceive the twins which are the ones with me right now that her husband was nowhere to be found and the doctor’s wouldn’t conceive them for her until there was physical cash in hand she waited there until she almost died not until her mom brought some cash. And she couldn’t conceive normally so she had to deliver the babies through operation”

So please tell me audience what do you think. And by the way that’s my story i have more for you.