Alyce Blog

                      I got to discover my charms and beauty at age sixteen, when my mum got herself into a very deep mess, till date I still can't  figure out how she  got herself into such mess, on a Friday at around 6:15 pm, February 1997,three men dressed in all black having Italian accents busted into our home, ransacked our two bedroom Mini house,destroyed the very little valuables we had, they took the three of us I, my elder sister Juliet and my mum to the  living room, gave us some very tough beatings, manhandled us as they wish and got into some few conversation in Italian for some minute, after a few debate between themselves,  they finally dragged my mum into her room am sure to negotiate for what ever brought them into our home at the first place, they knew they wouldn't find what they came there for after all the searching, it's was either they killed my mum or negotiate a trade, am sure that's what...

We didn't miss him, to me he was a ghost, never bought us anything, never took us anywhere, never did anything for us so, I can tell was the reasons why I didn't miss him but, till I clocked sixteen did I realize he was late, been dead since I thought he left, after I discovered this I started to see my mum in a different way, I noticed or should I say began to be aware that she was never home and whenever she did get home she will be in the kitchen baking or cooking or business making, it got more weird at some point when strange ladies, women, girls come home to fight with us,abuse us,accuse my mum of having affairs with their husbands, boyfriends, fiance, the list goes on, well, my mum was cute, pretty as a fresh morning flower, she had a lovely figure she can deceive you with her age,you literally believe she was twenty if she decides that's how she wants to look. one lady went as far as arresting my elder sister Juliet, since my mum was in hiding and I did develop som...

Like a dancing bird I danced, like a singing bird I sang,like a multicolored bird I dazzled, like a desperate bird I searched, I was all to much, I exploded even before I began, I eat too much for my very little stomach, I shined to bright for the very tiny room, I knew to much to early and it crippled me! If only I had the average, an average a very normal proportion of everything,maybe I might be....ehmmmm,   I cant really figure out the right word but it sure happens to sound like ' alive'!          still-wall town wasn't really a populated city,I mean everybody knew everybody, to call the town urban sounds unreal and a little bit exaggerated, my mum used to be a cook, a popular one, these days they call them caterers, she did cook really nice sauced fished, chocolate pie and danm! her chicken soup gave these lovely sensational Taste  at the tip of my tongue that just doesn't die, she was all I and my sister had, all we grew to know and tolerate an...