It a very cold evening i sat down at the veranda,
lost in my own thought, everywhere is not just
safe for me and Chris, i was listening to the
music in my phone. Thinking about so many
things, so many questions run through my mind
and i sometimes wonder if i have a family
somewhere else’s or not, i felt a tapped on my
shoulder and was surprise to see Chris, glad he
can be able to walk on his own but still he
needed support, he sat down beside me, i rested
his head on my laps and caress his dark hair.
”so Chris what about your parents? i asked him
but he was quiet for the first time and i asked
him again.
‘i don’t have any parent, i only see them as the
people who raise me, they’re no longer my
parent,”
”but.. you can’t say that,”
”Angela, can’t you see they don’t like you, the
caused everything that happen to me, my mom
was one of the reason you spent years in prison
i just hate and wish i will never see them
again,”he said.
” Chris,” i called out his name then held his
hand.
”you don’t have to abandon your parent just
because of me, they might still thought it was
my plan..
”who cares Ange’, let them say. Let not talk
about them,” he said so pissed off as she sat up.
”okay.. if you insist but remember am an orphan
if only life will give me anyone as my family i will
be much grateful, i wish to see my own family, in
order to have someone i can a mother or anyone
else. You don’t have to punish your parent that
way,” i said calmly because Chris was already
angry i guess he really don’t want to talk about
his parents.
”okay, if you say so,” he quickly said. Well i told
him my ordeal and how i get to meet with Mr.
Matt family, we share our dreams and fears
together but i just hope we’ll be happy at last.
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A week later i went out to get something down
the street in the evening when i saw young boy i
guess he must fifteen or sixteen of age, he went
round begging for money and food from the
people passing by, that reminds me of my past,
tears were already clouded up in my eyes i
walked up to him and he quickly rushed to me
and went on his knees.
”please ma’am, i just need some money my mom
is dying, she need to be alive for me. I need your
help,” he pleaded in tears.
”okay then i will help you out, so what your
name? i asked trying to hold back more tears
from my eyes because i don’t want him to see
me cry, and beside i have promise myself not to
cry again.
”am Troy,” he replied back so worried.
”so where’s your mom? i asked
”she’s at home,”
”okay why can’t we go and see her,” i suggested
and the boy agreed to that. He took me to their
small house by the street, his mom was severely
shivering. We took a cab and she was rushed to
the hospital.
”the doctor will take care of your mom, i need to
go home,” i assured Troy and gave them they
little money i had on me.
”i will definitely come to visit you tomorrow,” i
said then left. I know Chris must be worried
about me, i arrived home and meet Chris already
dressed up and was about to go and look for me.
” you don’t need to punish yourself Chris, nothing
bad happen i just helped a poor widow and her
son whom i just meet on the street,” i said then
breathe out.
so what about Tracy have she called you about
any information? he asked.
”no, i don’t think anything bad is happening in
town i know Mr. Matt will be so worried about
me but at the same time Anna will still want to
get back at us,’ i said then sat down.
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The following morning i went to visit Troy and
his mother as i have promised, his mom was
doing good i meet Troy talking happily to his
mom, the look on her face could say she was
already doing good, when Troy saw me his face
brighten up and he thank me for everything, his
mom was also glad seeing me but she spent a
while staring at me and i wonder why, did i look
so familiar to her? i asked myself.
”thank you so much,” she said with a smile, her
face also look familiar to me and i kept thinking
where on earth have i ever saw her.
The door was opened and a woman entered they
look so much alike like Troy’s mom.
”am Tessa and this my sister Catherine,” she
said.
”nice meeting you girl,” Catherine said smiling
while i smile back.
”thank you so much for helping my sister,” she
said.
”it nothing, i really need to help her even
because of Troy whom i meet crying bitterly on
the street, then i knew something was wrong and
i needed to help
him,”.
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I have always visited Mrs. Tessa at the hospital,
i eventually become a good friends to them.
When she was discharged home i also went
alone and gave them the small token i have, they
were so glad each time they saw me but then i
was very surprise when i went to their house and
saw something placed on the wall in their small
sitting room. It written: *ANGELA SCOTT* boldly
written in block letters. what my name doing
over here, i stood and kept staring at it, i just
shrugged my shoulder. Maybe is just a different
person bearing the same name as mine.
”how was my design was it good? Troy asked
me.
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“sure..”
“she’s my sister, my mom has been so worried
about her, she made a great mistake of her life
by giving her daughter out. My mom has been a
sadist for such a very long time now but i will do
everything to find this *ANGELA SCOTT* to
make mom happy again,” said Troy.
“but who is she, i mean this also my exact name
am also Angela Scott,” i said looking so
confused.
”you are? his mouth was wide open and he
quickly left, in the next few minutes he came
with his mom and aunt.
What actually going on? which i don’t know, i felt
so attached to this family. Troy came in with his
mom and aunt.
”are you Angela Scott? his mom asked me and
her nodded my head still confused.
”how did it happen, could you really be my
Angela Scott,” she said and burst out in tears.
Catherine quickly opened a drawer beside me
and picked up an old photo album.
”do you know this woman? she asked pointing at
the woman in the photo album, i was very quiet
for some time then i nodded my head, i could not
vividly remember the woman but she they one
that raise me up before she later died, i still have
her picture back then at Ottawa when i was just
eight years and ever since then my life in the
street began, i explained that to Catherine.
”did she give you any necklace back then? she
asked me again but i said no because i couldn’t
remember any of this but i guess i wasn’t given
any necklace i told her before i could finish
saying that Tessa was already collapsed to the
floor and We quickly rushed her to the hospital.
Just some few hours later i went to check on
her and meet her already crying, Troy and his
aunt sat beside her.
“Angela, you need to forgive me,” she said crying
and i moved closer to her.
”what going on here? i asked my heart was
beating faster.
”could this people be my family, could she be my
mom? Troy my brother and Catherine my aunt?
lots of questions keep runing through my mind.
”i suggest you do DNA test,” i heard Catherine
saying that and i wonder what she actually mean
by that. Where they not sure about who am i??.
Well i didn’t oppose that we call the doctor and
the DNA test was conducted, we all sat down
waiting for the result, while Mrs. Tessa told me
her story.
“”Angela Scott was born out of wedlock, well i
name her that even before she was born after
her birth. I felt been a useless mother because i
gave her to Mrs. Maria, with a necklace which
her name was written on it, and ever since then i
left and never return to see my baby again, i
thought they child is of no use to me because
she was born out of wedlock and beside life
itself has not been easy for me, i couldn’t take
good care of myself talk more of the baby i
thought it better i dashed her out to someone i
have never known. The only thing i would be
able to the my child with the name i gave her
and i believe that was the name Maria gave her.
I felt so guilty all these years because i have
always hear a voice crying from a lonely place i
was really tormented for leaving my own child to
someone i don’t even know,” she said still in
tears, they doctor walked in and told us the
result and according to the result she is my
MOTHER.
What a life! i ran to her arms and cried.
“am sorry child,” she pleaded. I felt so hurt but
at same time happy to have meet my family in
this village now i know everything happens for a
reason if only i haven’t come here i really don’t
know how i will be able to meet them all through
my life. At least i have found my real family who
were also searching for me, destiny has brought
us back to each others arms, i forgave my mom
to make everything move on well and turn to
Troy who was also in tears and hug him, i guess
we are not from the same father but he’s still
my brother because it still my mom who gave
birth to him. Aunt Catherine was also happy, i
can’t wait to tell Chris about this, i know he’ll be
so happy for this reunion after a very long time.
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i arrived home that evening to Chris and i told
him all that happen, he couldn’t hide the
happiness in his face.
”thank goodness, we never knew your family was
in this village all this years. What a life, it just
like a dream, finally at last,” he hugged me and i
plan to take him to them so we all can get to
know each other.
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Aunt Catherine and Troy has already set the
table, i and Chris arrived and we were greatly
welcome, i feel so happy having my family back
not once in my life have i ever thought of seeing
my family, i thought i was all alone but neither
did i knew their’s a pen in the hand of a great
writer that still write my story, i know the reason
why i have to pass through all these, maybe to
be able to meet with my family at last, if only
Anna was planning something against us we
wouldn’t have come here and maybe i wouldn’t
have ever get to meet with my family. This is all
i ever asked for a very simple life. We all settled
on round wooden table and had dinner together.
This time i couldn’t describe how i felt…
Just then my phone rang and i went out to
receive the call, it was Tracy. At last she called
and told me something which shocked me the
most that: Anna murdered her husband Edward
just yesterday night, but glad she was arrested
by the police, ……
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TBC