"I have always being unwanted by my human parents and my biological parents". Every time I remember  I was abandoned by the people who claimed to love me, my mother who poured blood on my head and my father who was meant to be my shield, my heart tears into pieces.

"I am MIA",Mia Pendragon but seventeen years ago I was known as "Day" my supposed parent did see me worthy of their name.

Living in that family was a horror I never want my enemy to experience,they treated me like shit, one people won't treat like their pigs,that was what they always compared me with,that was what I worth.

I had always known they couldn't be my real parents from the start,I had my doubts.

I was the third child of the family, the last born,maid,sponsor,while my other siblings get anything they want, I have to work for mine. Growing up I realized I was not their child. I had a different skin tone despite the harsh weather, had different texture of hair, color of eyes and hair were brown while the other members of the family had black hair,eyes,dark lips, they were practically ugly.I lived in Nigeria an African country in a Yoruba ethnic group,in the rural area, not a village and not a city and not in between. That how bad my biological parents hated me,living me in another continent.

My supposed father would come home drunk every single day with vomit all over his body with the money I made from my maid job. In my neighborhood I was well known and often helped by the elderlies.

School wasn't any better, I had no friends obviously who would want to roll with a maid but that didn't mean they could bully me, they tried ganging up on me once and ended up with broken bones, I literally had strength no normal person would have. I attended a public school which is about three hours away from home.

So you can imagine how hard life was on me. I would wake up by 3am after getting three hours of sleep,cook before mom and my siblings wake up if not I would be beaten almost to death by my mom. I still have scars from the last beating.

Once I am done with the house work by 5am I have a quick bath at the stream then get dressed for school, I trek must of the time, even after waking up early I still get late.

My siblings Joy and Favor don't go to school, cause our father believes school is a waste of money and time. He would say in a drunken state "See has have turned out without going going to school I am even mmore successfool than my mates, who went to school",In a thick Nigeria accent.

I would roll my eyes and face my work.

His children waste away gallivanting around the neighborhood causing trouble while I go to school.

They think I am always at work but I have had it all planned out. I intentionally picked a school three hours away, where I also work as a maid, in my rich madam's house.

All the drama and hardship went on for years, but as they say not all things remain the same.

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