"Beloved Chioma, your mission should you choose to accept it is..."
Use your talent to the fullness of your life's purpose. Embrace your destiny, regardless of who is confused and uncomfortable. They really do not matter in the entire scope and dividends of things. You see, the reason the problems came in droves. As they were viciously carried and lifted by construction cranes, just to discombobulate one girl. Was because of the potency, of the gift in the girl. Organizations and establishments wielded and abused their power. Witches convened from time immemorial and passed the torch from one coven to the other. Crypts that spanned various continents.
Platforms were erected for one sole purpose, squash that girl. Lucifer himself raged and smote his chest as demons scampered around in feigned unity with each other. Just so they would be able to wreak continued and indescribable havoc.
Then the little miserable people felt better about themselves. If they just did anything anti-Chioma, regardless of what it produced. They were energized by the sheer thought, that propagating meanness toward a person they did not even know. Might just ease their misery and insecurities. Not!
Wow, it was a lonely and hard road for one girl to climb. But she was not alone. Trial after trial, loss after loss, rejection after rejection, hate after hate, fight after fight just made her stronger and wiser. You know what they say: "What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger". And I would not change that for the world.
I like me better now, wholesome and wiser I turned out. Even better than I would have been, had I never been thrown into the boxing ring or the lions den. I mean I developed muscles and I never even knew I had. And for that I am eternally grateful. Roses have thorns for a reason 'ya' know.
Today, I remember one of the most shattering incidents of my life. When my hero was killed. And when I look back at the fact, that I could have been killed also. I shudder in gratitude and soberness. My life has been spared at various intervals, from witches, wizards, devils, 'friends that aren't', fake family, falls, slips, accidents, crashes, criminal assaults, poisons to name a few. Not because I am invincible, but because my mission is just getting ready to begin....
"Yeah, you bet I accept my mission!!! With some trepidation, howbeit. But still with a whole lot of joy." Truth is, I have never been happier and more destructive to you know who. I would not be me any other way. And for the folks it bothers, they can speak to my hind parts as I keep it moving.
To my Hero, I will always love you! Rest in Perfect Peace.
