I was only two years when my mum asked my aunt to take of me to live with her. I loved my mum so much more than anything, At my aunt's place life was not that easy the way it was with my mum. I was beaten by my cousin and was 8 years old when I started fetching water, fire wood and also washing clothes, utensils and cooking. Sometimes I felt sick but nobody was there to look at me I stayed quiet, my aunt never took me to school, she use to tell me that school wasn't meant for girls.
One day I finally escape and went to my mum, she was not happy at all when she saw me at first, she shouted at me and asked me who asked me to return back she also said that am a burden to her.