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     That Second Daddy (2) I just closed my eyes and didn't open it because I was so angry to look in the face of anyone not even the doctor.  Second daddy had left that morning before I took ill and mummy was so nervous that she alarmed the family about my illness. I didn't know what came over me when the doctor injected me, I screamed out and told my mum that I don't want to see second daddy again, his fingers are always in my bumbum. The doctor and my mummy almost stayed glued for 10minutes in shock! My mummy was shocked that she reflexly ran out of the room, she just kept screaming 'gbenro has killed me'. The ordeal was serious, the family got really involved and mummy never allowed any one close to me again. It was later discovered that I had malaria, If I wasn't ill, maybe I wouldn't have spoken out. Maybe, my mother wasn't sensitive enough. Maybe, I should have screamed the very first time Mr second daddy did t

            That Second Daddy Most times, mothers think that everyone adult that comes around is Family. I am all grown now and via experience I can tell you that the word 'family' is very relative. At age 9, daddy left the world and We {Mummy, My Younger brother and myself} were left to tackle life. Oh, I can tell you vividly that my mum is the sweetest woman I have ever known and she leaves her heart open to everyone at any point in time. It wasn't an easy journey to face life with two kids with a teaching job, but she is a falconess. She went all way out through woods and iron to get us everything we needed.  I don't know if I would be as strong as she is right now, but I think I am emerging. We were left with uncles and aunties from my father's family, who were indeed kind to us. Everyday till I became a teenager, someone from my father's family always came around to check on us and brought some goodies along. But there's