The pain I didn't expect 🙂↔️
"Come here you bitch, Mother f**ker why did you report me to my mother. Hey am talking to you and you are still standing there like a scare crow ,whom do you think you are in this house ", she shouted at me. Her name is Samantha, she is the daughter of my aunt. For sure she has bad manners, sometimes she quarrels with older people, she also passed without getting them.
I remember very well it was on Sunday my cousin's wife and I had already woken up, we prepared ourselves for church. My aunt asked me where Samantha was I said she was outside then she asked me to call her. Samantha came and found us in the kitchen and she passed us while snoozing to us as if we were nobody's at her home. I went to the room to put on my shoes Samantha slapped me and said bad things to me. She said that I came to her home and stole her mother from her. I cried inside my heart.
Samantha had just started another wound in my heart which was already healed she reminded me my mum's death ☠️ for sure not all family members wants you in their homes