Don't let your heart stop beating for what you believe (#182).
I never understood that I was very good at something else until one day this happened, which made me very happy.
You see, because of my disability, I thought I was nothing in society until a strange notice, how useful and talented I could be to the world.
Everyone in my society sees me as a failure, a liability, and of no use because of my disability which I was worried about every day.
After my mom gave bath to me, she passed away one week later, my dad was so stressed because he could not take care of me at that young age.
Secondly, one month after the doctor found out that I was born blind and he told my dad, he got more worried again about me.
Dad got advice from family and friends to get a new wife, for someone to take care of me because he might not be able to look after me.
Dad has to work every day five times a week from (8am-6:15pm), which means that his friends and family were right about him getting a new wife.
Dad has to listen to them for my own good so I can have someone to look after me when he is not around, dad brought the woman home as my stepmother.
Since the day she entered the house, she never liked me, according to my dad she looked at me in a very bad manner and that did not go down well with dad.
My dad has to remind her the purpose of why he married her and she needs to stick to the agreement of taking good care of me (special dad).
I was so smart enough that my dad had to send me to school earlier, because of my disability of being blind I was always bullied at school.
Everyday I get bullied both at home by my stepmom, and other children and at school by my teachers and classmates too.
Before I reached the age of 10 years my dad had already changed five different schools for me, I finally ended up in a blind school.
A few years after my dad passed away, he just felt bad one unfairful evening and he was rushed to the hospital but could not make it.
Since the death of my father, I started living in hell, I don't understand anymore what joy feels like, my life has been full of pain and suffering.
I cried all my life, going out and begging so I could feed myself, my stepmother would collect that money again from me and beat me on top of it.
One day I sat at the last edge corner of the road singing some beautiful songs just to encourage myself so I could smile on my own.
That is what I do every day in remembrance of my parents as well, but on this faithful day, I never knew someone was always listening to me everyday.
The man stood very close to me this time, but I recognized him because I noticed people through their smell, it was easy for me to know that.
Since that day I met that man my life turned around, I became one of the world-famous musicians.
People who used to look down on me, see me as their life changer.
One thing we should know is that God is not a man, God did not disappoint if he brings correction, he brings healing.
Destiny can be delayed but can surely come to pass have faith in yourself.
My name is Peter and this is my story.
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