A NEW BEGINNING.

Packing in and out of an environment has being a swift decision my mum do make ever since i grew up to understand i am human. We are always running from one town to the other with a fierce-looking man (mum lover) reminiscing on my past environment as the sweet chill weather runs through my hair follicle with little or no iota of love within me. My last environment was far better than the rest due to friends I made and the new perfect cute boy whom all of my mates are dying to bed. he started noticing me when we had to move out again.

My name is lozzy and this is my story. everyone has a beginning but not all beginning are delicate as mine. The foundation of every child is the home not friends. I am the only child of my mum whose father ran out immediately she was given birth to and finds a solace in the hands of his mistress .my mum kept bringing in more and more men into the house just to satisfy her lustful self-acclaimed must be laid. With my eyes wide open to the things around me I realized the benefit of who i want to be human and i needed to be alone to do whats morally acceptable compared to the lifestyle shown to me by my parent. Running away from responsibilities isn’t what is expected of an only child with no care.

one of the men my mum brought to the house wanted to have his way and initiate me into the family way. I bit him so hard and had to explain to my mum who discard my words and beat the hell out of me. i was pushed so hard till i lifted the pestle in our kitchen to hit my mum and she gave up the ghost. i called the police and explained to them things unheard and untold with multiple lies to cover my sins. Mum was buried and i gat to live my own life as a child. Standing outside with my school box and staring at the long journey ahead i gat to say “a new beginning”.