I wish I had listen to him, but I promise to fight for you.

A life lived in love, will never be dull

When Chidalu came back home from school after his first term,he was a different version of himself.

Chidalu my twelve years old chubby and extrovert son became a lean and withdrawn child.

He jerks at little sounds and didn’t talk much,he also ate food like one who was being chased.

I kept asking him what was wrong but Chidalu didn’t divulge,he just shakes his head in the negative and mutter a silent no laced with fear.

I told my husband and he too tried to make our son talk,

I told my husband and he too tried to make our son talk,we bought him things,even a bicycle that he loves most but he didn’t say anything.

“He’s still adapting to boarding school life, don’t worry he will get used to it soon, don’t you see his over playfulness has reduced?” a friend of mine told me when I complained about…

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