The fight of a circumstance child. This is my entry to the week's promt

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This is my blogchain,
And this is my introductory post in this community. I am new here. So this is my entry to the week's promot and it is my pleasure to be here with you all.

The setting of the play is chronological arranged, and the plot is depths in the opening. The dialogue is concis and within the story lines.

Please read to the end, the story has a beginning, middle and end. Owo portray the characters of the Author. You must not go back.

Just like the smile of unknown moments turns up the dark light. It was another day she stepped in looking so unpredictable, what could be storming look on her face, a question from the panting heart of a young man.

Owo took a posture, she seemed angered, not really knowing what to do, how to say it, but she couldn't wait.

Then it began, how are you doing?
Owo I called myself and asked her with almost inching hears. The response not certain, then she quickly responded,

It has happened again.

At this point, the depth sea cannot wash away the inner burning fears. Sandi a nineteen-year-old girl, is now a responsibility of Owo.

Sandi is the youngest child of four children of her parents, and owo is the first son of his family. The combating issue has already started, but as the day progresses, weeks runs by and months goes by, her stomach grows alongside.

Owo fines himself living and readily seeing the same woman every day, he knew what was really in stock for him.

Owo, is a young final student who took more serious delight in his academic, but now hitting the streets every day, to carter for the new family. Owo, is a very passionate person who believes in himself and what willpower can do.

And It is already six months, sandi has begun a small pety business of Accra alongside nkumasive streets, a street eye mark to harbor notorious village thefts and rape cases. But Sandi little Accra business is making a wave in the town and generating income for the family.

Sandi took it upon herself to take the responsibility of buying the baby kiddie, preparing for her delivery, seeing that Owo is facing a very difficult time at the moment.

Sadi, Owo greeted her in the most Fundy manner he has always keep up with his greetings. And took a seat behind her.

Sandi, how was your day, you look stressed out, Owo said.

But Sandi managed to respond. It seems the drummer is about to hit the drum. She barely answered and immediately screamed.

Owo understood the scene, then took her to the nearest village midwifery,

Sandi pushed, the woman screamed, it was a boy!

Owo presently couldn't control the tension of hearing it was a male child. He hurried and was about to go home to get her beautiful amiable wife the best of his day hunting bush grasshopper and yam pepper soup.

As he said to leave, Sandi breath her last.
Owo! Owo.

Kwi calls out desperately to him,
What is the matter? Owo asked in suppression?

Kwi could not but outburst the news that Sandi just gave up her last breath.

From then, Owo started taking care of the child. He even took him to most of his hunting. Because Owo resulted as a hunter, after dropping out of school due to the financial constraints.

Ebuka, is now three years old, and a strong Hunter and the fourteen years older owo is becoming weaker every day. Even to feed became more difficult than it were.

So Ebuka resulted to go live with Aunty oli, the elder sister of Owo, in the neighboring town of okrocha where he became a strong and grown up young man.
Few years later, Owo dead of depression and frustration of life, living the young Ebuka, in the world.

One could bitterly say that Ebuka is the child of circumstance, or one who has come with many obstacles on his way. Aunty Oli became the heavy finger to carry Ebuka and her own three children left behind by her late husband.

Farming and hunting became Ebuka source of living there is no hope to go to school, to crown it all his now the oldest of the Aunty Oli's children. The eighty years old Aunty Oli, is growing weaker by the day. Now Ebuka assumes a full responsibility at eighteen, catering for his younger ones and the aged Aunty Oli.

Then Ebuka moved into the village begging for arms and minor farm Jobs as the hunting skills acquired from his late father at this point could no longer carry the family expenses anymore.

He resulted in farming in the land that the late husband of Aunty Oli left behind for she and her children. Ebuka could not go back to knwolo his hometown, for the fear of dying just the way his parents dead.

Aunty Oli warned him never to step his foot in there, else he is going to die just like his only brother and Owo and wife die. So Ebuka made a large farmland that could feed the entire family throughout the harvest season and even sold some to make many to get other necessaries, that is needed at home, and raised his young ones from the money he made.

People from neighboring community flaunts his home at Aunty Oli's compound to buy seeds and learn new methods of cultivating these seeds. Ebuka became one of the wealthiest men in Mboho and the entire community of knowo his hometown.

Now Ebuka is about to marry and has given out her siblings to wealthy suitors across the nineteen villages of nkwo.

A few years went by Aunty Oli dead and now Ebuka is the father of Oloma, Uchichi and Guli. Now Ebuka is about to pick a wife, but he must go back to his community knowo to formalize with his people.

Ebuka has already promised his late Aunty Oli, not to disappoint her by ever stepping his foot in Knowo village still death. But the customs of Werety people demands that the bride of the groom must perform all the brides marital rights in the community of her groom before his kindred.

But Ebuka broke the promise he has made to her late Aunty, went ahead to take uguli her bride to perform the marriage right and die by a struck of thunder ray on his way and was buried in the evil forest because it is an abomination for one to be killed by a thunderstorm in Knowo land.

The nonknown fiction story is my original story, produced from my imaginative though and eyes. Please read and make all suggestions as they are valuable to me for corrections. I'm here to feed everyone with fresh stories and also real life stories too. The Owo, is an imaginary situational person, the characters is me and the son is my son in this story.
But I chose to start the story with the second person pronoun. Instead of the first person pronoun.

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