Social media user “Cindy” has left fans in a state of confusion, pity and sadness after details about her life while growing up with her father was revealed.
A look through at her latest post on Facebook detailed reasons why she and her brother hate their father so much. She said after her mother died when she was just eleven years old, their dad came to claim them from their step father who took very care of them.
Cindy made the reveal with a photo of herself and her passport.
Cindy further revealed that their father knew he was poor and wretched and still took them away from a man capable enough to take good care of them and the events that followed made her hate him.
“After my mother died when I was 11, my father came to drag us from my rich step father claiming us, my poor father with hefty iron condemned preek knew he was wretched and couldn’t take care of us yet, he took us from my step father who could literally give us a better life (that man was so good, bless his soul God). The man refused to let go because he loved my mother and us so much.
It was when my poor father with hefty iron condemned preek took my step father for family meeting that he let us go while crying (I won’t forget that man’s tears).
After my father finally took us he divided and shared i and my siblings to different persons.
My father was so lazy that he never worked.
Immediately he gave me to my mother sister who maltreated me so much. She gives me 50 naira to eat from morning until she comes back by 9pm or 10pm but gives me food to give to his son.
It didn’t end there. Her husband was m0lesting me every single day. Pressing my bress and every other place whenever he gets the time.
I cry every day to school (my classmates in grace international school oyigbo knew). They where the one that encouraged me to tell my aunt. I told my father my father asked me to bear it😣. So what I did is, everytime I came back from school I stay outside the house until my mom’s sister comes back because I was tired of getting molested by a 40 years old man.
After a while I took courage and told my wicked mother’s sister, what she did was send me back to village.
When I arrived village my grandmother sent me to my father saying my father can’t be alive while she takes care of me. I left to see my father and my father immediately gave me to his friend in onitisha to do househelp for them while the man take care of my school.
There, I was called slave, I was so maltreated. I lacked food, I go to school hungry all the time and begged my classmates their food. It was here Amanda mmirimurugo came out to write on her wall how I almost ate the remains from my tummy. Yes we went to the same school and I begged her food. She and Juliet Nzube Okeke.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭God I am crying now so much.
Any time I refuse the old man I was living with from touching me or my belly hair, he will flog me and lock me up not to go to school even though I was giving prefect in my school.
The other man and other 2 grown boys m0lested me too. They leave their wive, come up to my room to touch me, his youngest s0n almost r^@ped me. They where no social event or class meeting I attended because people I lived with never allowed me.
To cut the long story short. After my waec, the man told my father if I want him to take care of my university fees that I will marry him. My father agreed.
That was when I called my step father. He refused and that was when I ran to lagos at age 18. Did all kind of work including teaching.
When my father fell sick (stroke). It was me they called. I never forgave my father. The woman that was my friend then, that housed me in Lagos and fed me told me to forgive my father in village.
After so many thought. I came back to my father, sold crayfish, sold zobo, learnt provision and foodstuff. Left to port harcourt. Started small provision. Started selling my unclad just to care for my lazy poor father’s stroke. He had stroke three times and I continued spending on his health.
Hired a caregiver for him awulika. She’s my follower here. Paid her 20k every month to care for my father still my father was drinking, suffering me until he died.
Na my money my husband then boyfriend gave me to bury him with. I saw to his focking burial with my money!! My brother the one in military never forgave him. He even refused sending money for anything 😂😂😂😂
I’m sorry to say this but I hate my father so much for making me pass through so many things I can’t say here. Y’all can continue calling me names. I do not care!!! MY FATHER IS THE BABA OF ALL POOR MEN WITH HEFTY IRON CONDEMNED PREEK. And that was why my mother left him, but he left jik so late after he had squandered all her military money💔