CHI CHI

Every day, you see that young girl who lives down the street. But you've never seen her walk on her own. That's because she's with a new guy for each day. And you spit and shake your head and condemn her in your heart each time she walks past you, a guy's arm holding her by the waist. In your heart, you call her a spoilt mango. But you have no idea what she's been through. The day Chi Chi was born is the same day her father disappeared because she was female, the fifth female child in a row. Her mother was left with the herculean task of raising her girls alone. Mother is not one of those tough women, and the throes of life easily broke her down. She's too broken to show her daughter what love is, to tell her she's pretty, to give her a peck on her needy cheek like Vincent does. You condemn her but do you know... do you know that if you'd encountered half the temptations Chi Chi has faced in her 18 years of existence, maybe you'd have fallen face down?
As a school girl, she had no friends. Everyone seemed to hold her in disdain. Her worn out school uniform, the smell of fish that saturated her easily made her classmates mark her out as inferior. Yes, she smelled of fish because each morning she had to hawk till the very last minute that saw her rush off to school. There were no friends to talk to during recess...

Before Senior Secondary School, life improved a bit and she no longer had to hawk fish, yet the memories of rejection would not leave her. With each new day, life seemed more worthless, her self esteem going further down the drain. And then he came on the scene. He always had the right words to sweep her off her feet. Vincent easily caused butterfly riot in her stomach with words ever so sugary. He told her she was gorgeous and she found herself staring into the mirror more often. Vincent was quite intentional, he knew his purpose and he was patient till she gave in and let him lie on top of her. Vincent was her 'all' and she could do anything to keep him. But soon, Vince moved on to the next girl. Another guy came on the scene, and another cycle began. And so it was till she gave up on life, ready to accept whatever came her way. She welcomed virtually any guy into her life and let them do anything as long as it... as long as it gave her temporary ecstasy. There remained no self esteem, dignity and pride to protect.

Do you remember when you had this conviction to give her some of your money. You had some, yes you had. But you didn't want to give a dime to someone so promiscuous. No you wouldn't even talk to girls like Chi Chi. Do you know she needed money that day? Desmond was there to give her whatever she wanted but she was tired of living that kinda life. She was going to turn a new leaf. And then because she could not get what she was in dire need of, Chi Chi went back to her vomit. Desmond is the guy who has his arm on her waist now, her new catch. Or I could call her the catch instead. But at what price?

Author's Note:
There are so many Chi Chis out in the world. Would you please help find one, take her in your arms of love and show her the way to Yahweh.