What's Your Story

   *(A inspirational story. A story to be read with the mind)*

A successful young lady was once asked, *What's your story?* she smiled and said, everyone has a story to tell. At the early stages of my life, I always thought I could play tricks with fate. I never knew it would always beat one to the game. When I was eight(8), I was filled with so much hate. Life at that point was stagnant, mum and dad were bent on tearing apart. I ran from home to save my self that pain that would always make me wail. I wanted to escape from all the morning hits, streaming tears, deep cuts and face patches I had to witness. Dad would never stop making mum cry, which was too hard to bear. Little did I know, that I was walking into the lions den. 

    At twelve(12), I was raped. The person I thought I could look up to took advantage. I was a mess and a pity to behold. He had no regrets and felt no remorse. At first he treated me like a queen. I never knew all the care and pampering was to enable me not to leave. And when he's done the deed, he thrashed me like shit. Mum and dad had no idea what I was going through. I was still under the impression that things were unsettled. I had no idea if they ever tried to search for me, but I guess they had their own life to live. I was missing mum greatly, the thought of seeing her in pain, pierced and shattered me. I could have decided to go back home, but I wanted to face this alone. 

    At sixteen(16), I was all full grown. Nature had taken its toll on me, maturity egulfed me like wide fire. My sensitivity were quick to response and were prone to *'WHY?'*. At that time, life became hell, surviving was a challenge. I had no idea what fate had in store for me, but I knew I was gonna get enough of it. I couldn't comprehend what to expect from life, but I was sure if I wanted to live fine, I was gonna put up a fight. I had no friends and never cared if I had foes. I begged for my daily bread and sometimes fought over leftovers. I always fought to have a good sleep and I woke up to each struggles everyday with the hope that God's mercy would locate me. 

  At eighteen(18), I had dreams. My wants became insatiable. My needs grew extensively. The desire to attain success attacked me occasionally. I watched my pairs take numerous steps towards securing their future, one of which was *'Education'* and I sat helplessly and watched. At that point, I made up my mind not to let fate cheat me or rob me of mt happiness. I decided there and then, that I was gonna give it what it takes to secure my future. I motivated my self to a large extent. I kept on telling my self *"The journey of a thousand mile, starts with just one try"*. *"Success is not meant to be feared, its meant to be put to test"*. *"Its better to race into the street, because success will not come to you on a seat"*. Those were my words and they kept me going for long. 

   The twentieth(20th) year of my existence in life was the most memorable year. Fate smiled on me and paved way for my success. Since I couldn't go to school, I always litter around school premises trying to grab one or two things, most especially English language. Being a fast learner, I learnt to speak gradually. Before that year, I had tried ro study myself to find out, if i had any talent or if I had love for anything. It was then, I discovered that I loved being creative. I couldn't lay my hands on what exactly I could do, so I had asked one of my friends that we grew together what to do? She had told me to go learn something that would bring out that creativity in me. I had opted for fashion designing, because it involved being creative, and I knew if learnt the method, my creativity would come out fine. So, I had strived hard, gotten few money and had gone to learn how to sew. I learnt the work for a year and half and had left to start up my own business

  To cut the long story short, I came across a young man, who I will term my 'benefactor'. The good Samaritan had helped me establish my business, having listened to my story. After my business had began to grow and boom, I decided I wanted to go back to school. I wanted to acquire formal education. At that time, I was already twenty three(23) years of age. It sounds wierd right? Yes, I know it does. My strong will to acquire knowledge helped me a lot, coupled with the fact that, I had little k knowledge while growing up. I was also a very fast learner and could assimilate things easily. So, it wasn't really difficult for me. I studied hard for my external exams and gained admission to study 'Medicine and surgery'. I was being ridiculed because of my age, but that didn't move me at all. I was determined to survive and make it in life. The future I so strongly wanted to secure, was now in progress. 

   Today, I am a certified medical practitioner and a business woman. My determination to succeed paved way for my success story. When people tell me they can't make it in life or can't move from grass to grace, I feel they are committed enough. My story is a great example. Being a motivational speaker, when people come to me for advice, I tell them this 

  *"Success is hard to grip, but once you apply your skills, and make up your mind not to flee, no matter the pains that make you weak. Then, you clear your head and set your dreams, you'll surely get that smile that suits your skin"*

  So, to everyone out there, if you are not ready to tackle your challenges, then know this.. 

  *"Failure is a necessity, so you can elevate successfully. If you are too scared to fail, then be ready to fall prey"*

 I can confidently say all this, because I believe... *"If you can dream it, you can achieve it'*. 

  You might be wondering, what happened to the guy that helped me? Well, we fell in love and he proposed to me. Today, we are happily married with two(2) kids, and we are currently expecting the third one. As for my parents, they later divorced. My mum got married to another man and she is happy where she is..... 

    And that is *MY STORY* the lady concluded

                         THE END

*© Zenny Lawls*