My childhood ended at age five. The love and security ended with mother’s death. Father couldn’t cope with one teenager and four young ones on his own. We all got divided. Suddenly we didn’t have a home.
My three year old brother and I, got sent with uncle who was father’s younger brother. I grew up the instant we started living with uncle and aunt. I became a mother to my younger brother, looking after him and shielding him from being kicked or slapped by our cousins.
A few months later father came to see us. I kept crying till he agreed to take us along with him.
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DAILY PROMPT
When Childhood Ends
Write about a defining moment in your life when you were forced to grow up in an instant (or a series of instants).
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Wow, powerful story. Thanks for sharing. š
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Thank you for appreciating.
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Short simple heart wrenching
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Blessed are the caretakers of this world. And you are at the top of that list.
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Oh that’s so sad. Sorry to hear and thanks for sharing.
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I have survived tough times.
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