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I was 3 years old when my parents died in a car accident. My paternal uncle and aunt took responsibility of me. They raised me like their own child. But their behavior changed after they had their own first kid. I became a babysitter for their son. Days past, I turned 18 and they found a boy for me. They made me marry him. The boy was good. He was caring and loving. We had a happy and blessed year with each other. I got pregnant. It was a girl. My husband was very happy on the birth my daughter.
My in laws were too happy. My mother in law longed to have a grandson. She expressed her feeling about a boy. My husband asked me about a try if we could have a baby boy this time. We tried. I got pregnant again. And it was a daughter again. ❤️ I was happy. My husband too. But my mother-in-law was not really happy. She was angry at me as if it was my fault to give birth to a baby girl.
After an year later we decided to fulfill his mother's wish to have a baby boy. I got pregnant for the 3rd time and it was a girl too. I was still happy but my husband and mother in law was angry at me. The behavior of my husband towards me changed after that. But I was not hopeless. I tried two more times but unfortunately my luck wasn't that good. They were girls both for 2 consecutive years. I felt rather discouraged. My hubby's behavior was totally changed then. He then use to slap me sometime. But this cruelty increased with the time.
He started beating me with a stick everytime after getting high. His alcohol consumption increased. Beatings me became normal to him. Giving birth to girls was my fault according to them. Not only me but my husband used to slap my daughters for little mistakes. I felt helpless. I couldn't help even my daughters. Sometimes he used to tie me with rope and then he beat me with sticks.
Then one day he said he is going to married 2nd time. I felt broken inside. Though he used to punch me in my face but at least was mine but now as he was getting married again I broke apart. Days passed, he brought another girl as his wife. My in laws were happy. I cried like never before. Seeing me crying my daughters also cried. I wanted to die but I couldn't because there wouldn't be any one to look after my daughters then.
Then one night my eldest daughter was seriously ill. She had fever. She was at the verge of dieing. I went to my husband's room. Knocked at the door. It was locked from inside. He didn't open the door. I started shouting. The neighbors gathered and took my daughter to hospital. We went to hospital but he still didn't bother to open the door.
The next day when we arrived back at home, he was angry. He took a stick and smacked it to my head. The blood came out like a fontaine. I became unconscious. When I opened my eyes I saw my body lying in a coffin. My daughters were crying. I could see my dead body. He was not even in my funeral. My eldest daughter was giving hopes to the other sisters. She became a mother to her sisters.
I am here seeing them being slaves to my in laws. Their step mother use to beat them. No one is there to care for them. Not a single person in the world care for them. It's been three years since I died. I have each and every thing here in heaven. Still I am not happy here. I am worried. Whenever I see my daughters working like slaves for my in laws, it makes me hurt. I don't want to see any more. But what can I do ?
My daughters use to come on my grave. They cry for hours on grave. I am worried and restless. I want to go there, just for time until I find someone to look after them. This is what I want. I am not sad about what happened to me but I am dieing to have someone for them to look after. This world is so cruel. Everyone wants to hurt you. I don't know what to do.
Sometimes I feel that was it my mistake to give birth to girls? If not then why this happened to me. Why this happening to my daughters.
The story is based on a true story. I have seen this girl in her life. This is what our society is. Alas this sick mentality took life of a innocent girl. And made hell for 5 young ones.
Please let me know your thoughts on this in comment section. Thanks.