C7 Six

Days went by and now it was the day for my circumcision.

I was very nervous and sad.

I don't want to be circumcised, I don't want to be violated.

I don't want to alter God's creation.

He created me perfectly so why should people go to lengths just to alter his creation?

Why?

He created the Clitoris in women because he knew that it was needed and necessary so why should I be removed?

It wasn't stated in the Holy Bible that women should be circumcised so why?

Why should we have to go through pain and torture just because of some useless culture and tradition?

Why?

Women are humans too? , We don't have to be treated as things.

Don't they care about our feelings at all?

Thinking of all this early in the morning on the 25th of March, which happens to be my birthday, I suddenly felt suffocated.

I found it difficult to breathe, warm tears Streamed down my face uncontrollably, I suddenly started feeling a dull pain in my chest.

I was tired.

Tired of all of this!

This is my life and body we are talking about but not only do I not have a right to chose I also have to do what others think is best for me.

Can't I be happy for once even it's just for a day?

Why can't things go my way for once?

Is this fated?

Is this how my life is meant to be?

Is this my destiny?

Today is my birthday, I turned Eighteen today, I am no more a teenager but now a young woman.

I am supposed to be happy but how can I be when my life is getting ruined?

How can I smile when I am drowning in the ocean of life.

I wish I had a choice.

I wish I could do something.

I wish there was a way out of all of this but is there a way out?

I heard about a girl who committed suicide on the day of her circumcision, She didn't want to get circumcised so she chose to kill herself rather than being violated.

As Committing Suicide was a great crime in my village, the girl's entire family was arrested and locked up in the dungeon while the girl's corpse was thrown into the forbidden Forest.

The girl made a choice.

She chose death instead of being violated.

Is this bravery or stupidity?

I don't know.

Taking one's life should be an option.

Suicide shouldn't be an option, it's only a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

I once heard a saying that, People who know who they are and what their purpose for being in existence is won't attempt suicide.

I couldn't help but agree more as it's true.

I'll never attempt suicide.

I love myself too much to do that.

Hurting myself will be the last thing I'll do.

I am ready to face this head-on.

Princess Gabriella was told to me.

<< There's nothing impossible, Malisa because even the word impossible when broken down becomes, I'm Possible, so don't ever let anyone deceive you, because as long as you can think it then you can do it, You shouldn't let fear rule you because the Full meaning of Fear is, F = False, E = Evidence, A = Appearing, R = Real.

You have to remember dearie that fear is only in the mind, if you are scared of climbing a tree because you believe that you will fall then you won't be able to climb it no matter how much people try to encourage or motivate you to do so because the fear of Falling from the tree will overcome your thinking ability so Malisa never let fear dictate your life and decisions. >>

She's completely right, I shouldn't let fear overcome my reasoning but what to do in this type of situation?

I can't just go ahead and confront my parents and start telling them this or that.

So what am I going to do then?

Am I going to stay here and just let nature take its course or what?

The answer is pretty obvious, right? But I won't give in, I must keep fighting.

Today is my Eighteenth year birthday, even though I am not going to be having a party, don't I deserve a birthday gift?

I do but who's going to give me that?

I could vividly remember how Princess Gabriella's eighteenth birthday was Celebrated.

It was so lavishly and grandly celebrated that it remained the talk of the Town for more than two months after the celebration.

I was opportune to attend the celebration though I didn't show my face to the guests as it's not allowed.

I was only allowed to attend because, Princess Gabriella insisted on it and as the doting father the king was, he accepted to let me in.

He never said ' No ' to his dearest daughter so why would he now say it on her birthday.

The birthday party was well attended by Rich Men and women from different parts of the Globe.

I couldn't help but Envy Princess Gabriella, her life was so perfect.

I could still remember the image of her in her birthday gown.

It was a baby pink off-shouldered ball gown that was embedded with fine crystals and diamonds.

She looked like a Disney Princess in it.

Wait, are Disney Princesses a match for her in her gown?

Of course not as she looked like the Goddess of beauty and Elegance in her dress.

She looked so breathtaking that even I got fascinated by her not to talk of those Rich heirs that attended the party.

I noticed that their eyes were glued to her throughout the party but Princess Gabriella didn't mind their burning gazes at all, it was like she was already used to it.

Of course, she is as that wasn't the first time she was attending a party like that.

I guess it's high time I quit thinking about the past, I have to live in the present and not dwell on the past, I shouldn't compare my life to Princess Gabriella's.

She once told me.

<< Don't ever compare your life to anyone's as you'll only get hurt, You are different from others, you are unique, God created us all differently for a reason so you should never compare yourself to others. >>

I know this but I can't help it.

I keep thinking of How Princess Gabriella's birthday party was Celebrated.

I turned Eighteen today and no one even cared, no one wished me a happy birthday or anything as all my family cares about is the fortune I'll bring to them after been married off.

' This very Cruel. ' I thought sadly.

Vigorous knocks from my Room door Interrupted my thoughts which were followed by my Mom's voice.

" What is taking you so long, Malisa? " Her words came out rather harshly.

I immediately went towards the door and opened it.

I was already dressed in a simple free white gown that passed my knees.

My mom came into the room and after looking me up and down.

She smiled Smugly as she said.

" Not bad, no wonder you succeeded in capturing the attention of Mr. Ronaldo. "

I simply ignored her words, I was well aware that she was mocking me, her eyes were saying something like.

<< Tsk, despite all your beauty and elegance you are going to get married to an old man like the rest, too bad you have no choice. >>

' is this woman my mother? ' I asked myself for the umpteenth time.