BYE TO PAPA AT LAST...
This is one of my first stories, but i had to do some editing, had to change somethings. Read and let me know your thoughts... Happy holiday. I smiled to myself. We are free of his presence after all the years of pain. The sounds of my sister's whimpers were unbearable and many times I'd feel her pains like it were mine. She would return to the mat, hold me tight from behind and wipe away from my eyes the tears she refused to shed. Of course, she had grown accustomed to the pain and humiliation she received night after night since the death of mama. I was thirteen when it all started but I knew what was going on despite how hard Ada tried to shield me from it. Ada grew quickly after Mama's death. Her rounded breasts were just starting to jut out of her chest and her hips didn't take long to sway elegantly. Despite her beauty and elegance, she was not able to flaunt her comeliness before the boys that stared at her eagerly. This was because she was busy taki...