A Poisoned Soul by Asiphe M
A Poisoned Soul by Asiphe M
A Poisoned Soul by Asiphe M
My name is Siziphiwe I stay with my abusive biological mother and her boyfriend in a
village in the Eastern Cape. They treat like I’m no human being my mom makes me wear old
dresses which are torn and have holes in them. I walk barefoot with no shoes even if it’s hot
outside. Everyday I wake up and clean the house whether it’s clean or not while my sisters
and brother are doing nothing just sitting around and going to school. My mother’s boyfriend
is just the man who knows how to kill a innocent soul inside. He had touched me more than 3
times in unappropriate places leaving me with eternal scars that could never be healed even
by therapy. I have reported the incidents with this man but my mother would say “Siziphiwe
you keep seducing my man and say he is the one who came to you sies you must be ashamed
of yourself” when she told me those words my heart would just shatter into pieces because
she believes another man instead of me and that man would be happy to hear that it would be
written all over his dark, evil face.
While they sleep in the main house I would be sleeping in a dirty rondavel on a blanket that I
keep myself warm with, ever since my father died I have never had peace in that house. I was
a slave in my father’s house, everyday I would be woken up with a glass of water splashed in
my face by my younger sister who was 4 years younger than me and she would giggle after
that. I was the joke of the house nothing I said was taken seriously.
My siblings are:
Anovuyo:She is the first born and is 25 years old she was a spoilt brat who couldn’t even
hold a broom and she wasn’t studying, she had 3 kids
Bandile:He is the second born and is 21 years old he is a down-to-earth guy and always likes
to be around me. He is doing his last year in Business Studies. He has no kids.
Simamkele:14 years old and she is the last born she is also a spoilt brat. Sadly she has a baby
who is 2 years old an mother sees no shame in her daughter’s pregnancy.
The parents are Nonzame Lolo(mother) and Dumani Kinaka(boyfriend) if I describe them
you would want to kill me.
Siziphiwe’s description:Tall, slender,dimples on both cheeks I have long hair but you would
never see because they are always dirty and I’m 17 years old.
I never heard “I love you” from my mother ever since I was born except from Bandile so that
I could cheer up and feel love from someone in the family. And I dislike to say that my
biological parent, a person who carried me for 9 months but she still does that to her own
flesh and blood. I never thought of being suicidal beacause of being mistreated by a person
who you would like to tell your problems and their would give back advice even if I did kill
myself I would be buried in black plastic bags not even in a casket. I had already digested
that this was the life chosen for me.
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The doctor came with a brown envelope and handed it to Bandile who ripped it open. His
eyes grew wide each second he read through the letter
Bandile:Babe I’m so so sorry for not believing you. Please forgive me
If it wasn’t his baby Bandile wouldn’t have said that. So it’s offical he is the father of my
child
Me:I need time to think about me forgiving you
Doctor:Let me leave both of you and the transaction happened Mr Lonoko
Bandile nodded and the Doctor left.
Me:Can I please have the car keys?
Bandile:Can we talk about this?
Me:There is nothing to talk about. What is done is done.
I could see he wanted to shed a tear but I cared less about him and his sorry statements. I was
torn inside I couldn’t believe my own boyfriend would think I may have cheated on him but
this was every challenge that life came with and I need to endorse that for the sake of my
unborn baby..