My biggest childhood fear || Ladies of Hive Contest #142

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I think it's normal for children to be afraid of things or get worried over certain situations surrounding them. However, as they grow, they begin to learn more about life, and some fears tend to grow even more because there will be more revelations to them about life. The fear of failure, the fear of making it in life, mistakes in marriage, etc. might begin to creep in, but they may become bold enough to face their fears, unlike their days as children.

2️⃣ What is that one childhood fear you have not told anyone yet?

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As a growing up child, I had one aspect of fear I had which I never told anyone in my family, not even my mom. This contest made me reflect on those unpleasant days with my family. The secret tears, the fears I faced then, and lots of imagination as a child and they are just glaring at me at the moment.

I came from a polygamous family. It wasn't the intention of my Dad to marry two wives, but due to the death of his children from his first wife and the complicated surgery the wife had after some years of marriage that affected her womb, my Dad took the decision to go for a second wife who would bear him children by God's grace in order to maintain our family lineage. However, the first wife approved the marriage. As a matter of fact, she was the one who recommended my mom to my dad, and that was how my Dad got married to my mom.

Years went by, and God blessed my mom with six children. My stepmother, at first, was very happy to see my Dad have his own children. According to my mom, my stepmother assisted in taking care of me and my siblings while we were tender, but at some point when we started growing older a bit, hatred started showing up from her end. I can vividly remember how she tortured us on several occasions. She could beat up my siblings and me for no relevant reason. She could use a rope to tie our hands and legs, place us on the ground, and beat us with a Long cane. I remember the day she fed my immediate elder brother with sand while he was tied to the ground. Most times, she locked us outside the gate at night for no tangible reason. My Dad felt bad and cautioned her about her constant maltreatment of us. It wasn't long after my dad stepped in to interfere with her actions that she diverted her hatred toward my mom. She would quarrel with her and disagree with her on virtually everything. My mom wore patience like a cloth. However, it came to a point where my stepmother wouldn't only quarrel but also take action. I remember how my stepmother would always pour water to quench a cooking fire made by my mother. Sometimes she pours away the cooked food she has prepared; in all of this, my mom never fights back. Then one day, my stepmother initiated a fight by hitting my mom. I was just tender. I stood in the middle of two of them, trying to separate them, but I couldn't help. Lucky enough, my Dad came home and ended the fight. That night was the beginning of my fear of death as a child. I saw the desperation from my stepmother to hurt my mom; I saw the anger and the hatred, and I was afraid. That night was one of my longest nights as a child. I couldn't sleep; I was lost in thought and wouldn't stop imagining what could happen to my mom if no one was at home but my stepmother and her alone. I had this fear for years at home as issues kept unfolding every now and then between my mom and stepmom. I never told anyone the kind of fear I was nursing all through the years to date.

On second thought, I understand my stepmother. I tried putting my shoes on her leg but that doesn't justify her actions. I think she felt that my mom came and took over her territory. Most of my Dad's attention shifted to my mom. I guess she felt that her once husband, who gave her undivided attention, wasn't there any longer as it used to be, and so her ill actions towards us. Whatever be her reasons, I wouldn't know; however, we have grown older to show her all the love we can, regardless of her childlessness.

This is my entry to the
LADIES OF HIVE COMMUNITY CONTEST 142!

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23 comments

@amiegeoffrey71

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Oh no, this was an interesting read, humans will still be humans no matter what, I think at some lint she felt jealous and that was why she acted that way.

Though your background wasn't so kind to you, I am glad you didn't allow that to mold who you are, you became kinder.

This was truly inspiring, thanks for sharing.

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