After 26 years of going through a so-called hell called 'life', i have finally decided to pen my feelings.

All i remember of my childhood was my dad abusing my mum, her parents, hitting her and hurting her so bad that she had to hospitalized many a times. My bro, myself were too scared and little to fight back my dad, but being a girl and seeing my mom being beaten was the last resort; so i fought back & was hit with everything possible my dad could find at home. He called my mum & myself a prostitute (at an age i dint know what it actually meant) at all times...

Anyhow we grew up eventually, dad still the same, mum taking it all in silence cuz she had 3 kids to raise and dint want to break the family by leaving us all. To cut the long torturous story short, my bro & sis are doing extremely well in the States, myself in the UAE and guess what happened now?. After 30 years of torture, mum left my dad. She ensured that all 3 of us were well settled & left home