My grandmother’s constant yelling was now a normal, everyday routine in my life. Not a day passes by without an abusive word coming out of her mouth. Was it my fault that she lost her only son? Was it also my fault that her daughter in law left seeking for greener pasture?“Abiku” my grandmother called, but that was not my name, I am not a spirit child; if i were then my parents would not have had two other children. “you are an evil child, that is why you do that dirty job”