STORY || I HATE BEING A WITCH >>> Episode 1

My name is Asha, I was born 26 years ago. I've been raised by both parents from my the day of my birth.

But despite their presence I was not very different from fatherless children, mother and close relatives. The life I gave gives me the courage to speak this.

I have lived in a lonely environment for 26 years from my birth. My father was a drunkard, his drinking was a serious disaster for us.

Every evening there was a scourge and a terrible hurry at our home. Dad was smiting and harassing us if we were not family and his blood.

Out of my birth I never had to see my mother's smile one day, more than fingers and kicks in her face there was nothing else that left her happy in her life.

Although my heart was squeezing out in anger, distress, bitterness and depression, but I believe I could not overflow with a lot of evil, including the serious mystery of my teenager's infancy, interrogation, and most of all my repeated attacks I ended up in eleven years.

All of this and many other things were done by a father. Mother was enduring and making great secret in her heart.

Despite all the bad things we did with my father, we did not give up, but Mom gave me a lot of heart and emphasized me to be patient and to see all the things that the worlds are.

For those things, I found myself in a position to call myself orphans despite having both parents.

"I am orphans, orphans of the soul" that repeatedly repeated my words convinced me that it was not my desire to live in this world. In spite of all of this, I have not stopped following my dear mother's moments that I can tolerate all of them in the beginning and in the end, and God can not abandon me, his eyes are always there.


Years passed, as the worlds say they do not. Eventually, the father who gave birth to my own blood was not enough to make me refreshing, physically interrupted, and decided to give me some fourteen years old.

There was no way, it had to be so, because not a mother or any brother could express it.

I gave my heart maybe maybe my marriage would be better for the painful world conditions I've been experiencing for over fourteen years until then.

Mother's words gave me strength all the time, she told me "all human beings are not right, so your father is not the same as anyone else, human beings are like shapes and colors but not hearts, believe your father to help you with God's plans to give you some of these and give you recovery" When there is trouble God shows the way.

To be continue.......