It’s not over until it’s over

You can’t really understand life until you have been kicked out and trampled on. You reach rock bottom and at that moment you are willing to take your last breath and call it all in.But then your heart beats on and you think to yourself, what could go worse? So you hang in there,that’s called purpose.

don’t get me wrong though, not everyone gets to reach that low. in fact some don’t even know what a low point in life means, doesn’t mean we are unequally blessed or something.in my own view, when you been down the only way you can go is up. Well, I bet some folks didn’t get that opportunity but whatever the case, All science, mystical and religious theories will come into a collaboration here.

Don’t get me wrong,am not hitting on some people that got silver in their mouths. Basically what am saying is, life got ways of shaping people. I meet people I knew back in the day living different and when I ask what happened? They go like, life happened.

I bet y’all heard about how when life gives you lemons blablabla… well the choice of making lemonade or throwing them back is solely yours.You either get out of a situation or get comfortable with it. Most people today are so neck deep into situations till you can’t offer them a solution. 

I Knew of a young lady, when we talk about lemons,life gave her the whole damn lemon tree. If I could put her story in a nutshell it goes like this. she was from a wealthy family, went to the best schools had everything she ever needed at her disposal then all of a sudden, the candle went off on her.when it rains,it pours.

Her dad died in a plane crash, since no one else in the family​ could handle the estate, business started raking in loses. In attempt to salvage their sources of wealth,her mom eventually got married to another man and all that followed was pure hell. Eventually the foster father conned them off every dime they owned. The mum developed heart related diseases and later on passed on. The young lady now without people to support was left helpless. life had turned tables on her.
she dropped out of school, started doing small part time jobs to get her going through the month. She had initially been kicked out of her father’s home and had been left practically alone. As you all know… no unspecialized job gets you a salary so she had been put to task.

She moved in with a friend from high school.The friend then introduced her to the oldest trade in history. At first it was not easy, she abhorred the thought . it just didn’t sound right to her.

then one of those rookie days on the street, a man approached her. She couldn’t make out his face in the darkness but he seemed familiar. And familiar he was, the Foster father!

in pretence of making things work for this young lady,he lured her to his house, made promises of taking care of her, taking her back to school and generally making up for time lost.It was then  that all hell broke lose. He turned on her and viciously raped her. 

That was her turning point.She went back to the streets and took up her armor ready to embrace this new life imposed on her. She was already in it and there was no turning back. she had lost her innocence, she had lost it all. There was nothing left to fight for.

just like that she had turned into the other breed of people that roam at night and am not talking about law enforcement or  criminal minds. 

Fast forward, she built a name for herself,a reputable title too. everyone that had heard of her wanted to be with her…. not the Netflix and chill be with her but … you know where am going.

All this time she had gotten comfortable with her new life. She dressed in designer, she would be the first to rock trends.she had a place of her own and what she” carried around ” would last her a lifetime…well maybe not but through the next quarter. She was the goddess of that street, yeah that one we can’t mention but drive through in stealth mode looking for the next piece of chicken to devour.

There came a man,he became a client then a loyal client. then a rapport was struck. They occasionally went out spent time together and got even more cost.

But she wasn’t about that life, so she hatched a plan. A plan to financially incapacitate this new found love. It worked, all her demands were met . She got whatever she asked for. Soon enough she had  acutely satisfied her greed. she decided to hatch another plan.

If it was money she had made it, she had a house a car and a business to sustain her flashy lifestyle. She needed not to answer to anybody. The suitor had to be done away with. 

She went ahead with the plan. I know every story should end in a happy ending but this one doesn’t. The plan succeeded,the man was out of her way and she was at liberty to do as she pleased. 

Fast forward a couple of months later she received a letter addressed to her, this is what the letter said.

“if you got the chance to read this, It means you are happy. you are happy with yourself because you are living by your rules and everything you ever wanted came to pass. I congratulate you on that.

However, all this was a test. A test you miserably failed. On this date, all my accumulated properties were supposed to be moved to the custody of someone I trust. It’s​ only unfortunate my trust in you lead to my untimely demise. I know there will be no legal action against you but just to get even I would want you to understand, I have known your entire story.  
I know that you are orphaned, I know that your life was stolen from you. I know everything you had was taken away and I know you are not what you became by choice. It was a case of unfortunate event after another.

I know you are probably asking yourself why all this. I saw everything that happened, I couldn’t live with my conscience. I knew there was something I could do.So I hatched a plan too.

I knew we wouldn’t​ have lasted together but it would have been right if I did you this one favor. Everything your family owned is back in your name. You are now the administrator to all the estate left by your late dad.

how? the man that stole it from you? yes I grew up to inherit all of it. He was my father. I know it won’t mean much to you now that am dead, I want you to have your life back. Was it worth the sacrifice?…….”