My worst nightmares.

When I was taken back I found my aunt Catherine was back home. She came back from the city where she was working. This time she was working in a small cafe and she was only being paid small amount. It's not enough for her to stay with me and feed me so I was living with my younger uncle and his brother and his wife.

They live in the same compound so we share and his house has two rooms and the kitchen outside. It's a village where they use firewood to cook.

My younger uncle has two rooms, a bedroom and a small sitting room that has wood chairs and a table. He was used to sleeping in the chair. We can't call it a couch because it was not comfortable but he didn't have a choice. He couldn't sleep with me in the same bed as I am girl.

I really like his generous attitude toward me. He was never bad to me. Where I came from is not like how you see all any other places in America. A girl can't share a bed with her uncle.

When uncle go to work I will wait for him to come and check up on me or he will send my another aunt Cate and I could stay with her but it's hard for her to give me food because sometimes she slept with hunger and she didn't want that for me. They are the people who care for me even until now.

When she came back she found her eldest sister died without knowing and she was very broken. They didn't have a phone to communicate. They used to send someone to look for you where you work. So no one look for her to come and tell her that her sister Rebecca has passed away.

When I told her we cried together. I asked her if she could raise me. She went back to the city again and I remember I was chasing her to take me with her but she couldn't go with me. I watched the bus leave and I sat down in the middle of the road crying but the bus didn't stop.

I went back home. I didn't have a choice. Life will continue.

After staying with my younger uncle - his name is Peter - he took me to his sister who was staying in a small town. That's aunt Mary. She is married and she has three children. One is 2 years older than me, one was 5 years old and one was 6 months old. I thought she was nice and I was excited to stay with her. I didn't even cry when uncle Peter left me. I was happy but that was my worst nightmare.

She beat me up and bite me when I did something wrong.She didn't provide me food when I came back from school for lunch and there was no breakfast sometimes.

I only can steal food from other children in the class to survive. One day my teacher found out and she ask my cousin Grace to call my aunt without letting me know. My aunt came to the school and took me away. That was the day I was beaten the worst. She undressed me and beat me with a rope. Then she send me to sleep without eating.

Such life went on for almost a year. One day I came back home to have my lunch. I found mu aunt washing clothes and she asked me to find socks for my baby cousin. I couldn't find it and I was running late to go back to school.

She didn't know the time limit in our school. We usually go home to have lunch and come back in the afternoon. When you come late the teacher will punish you so I was getting worried here. My aunt is shouting at me at the same time I'm hungry. I want food and I want to go back to school. That day she did the worst thing I never expected. She threw me in the floor. There were stones outside on the floor. She beat me up and she felt it was not enough. She told me she's going inside to get axe to kill me. When she left I got up and ran away from there with my uniform. I didn't go back to school. I was scared of my life....