![]() ![]() I have a long silk her, nice shape, a real figure 8 and I am very beautiful like most people complements, even though I dresses in old fashioned styles and always wear worn out clothes. Well my name is Stacy and at this time I am 18 years of age, tall, very light skinned in complexion that you will mistake me for a half cast. ![]() “What I am saying is weird to you guys right because it seems as if it doesn’t have a definition right? My dad doesn’t give her a chance to maltreat me when ever he is around but due to the nature of his job, he is seldom at home and doesn’t really knows the happening at home and it pains me a lot. My step brother is fair towards me and I have no doubt that he loves and pities me most a times that I am been taunted by his mother and sister but he doesn’t have the power or will I say that he is not all that bold and outspoken to challenge them for fear of been threatened to deny him of his father’s possession and give it to his sister knowing how mean and heartened his mother is, he wouldn’t want to provoke her to that extend. My step sister is not helping issue at all and her own hatred towards me seems double or rather triple towards me than her mother’s. In all these, I don’t have a choice because I don’t know where else to go if not to stick in that house and patiently wait until my redeemer will come around. I have always tried within me to make sure I gain her love but all seems futile as her hatred and wickedness grew steadily and even more deeper at any little provocation. My step mum has vowed not to accept me as part of her life even if God comes down from heaven and tell her to. I wept in my room as my step mum and my dad fight because of me, this is not the first time they always quarrel or fight over me. ![]()
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