I Saw My Father Take a Knife, Forcefully Hide My Mother Between His Legs, What I saw Last Left Me Screaming

My father, Mutuku and my mother, Wanjiku, were known for their unbreakable bond. Their love was the kind that inspired songs and stories, a beacon of hope for all who knew them.

But as the sun set on a fateful evening of September last year, a dark shadow crept into their home. Mutuku, once a gentle soul, had changed. His eyes, once filled with warmth, now burned with an unsettling fire. He had become distant, his actions unpredictable. Wanjiku, my mother ever the loving wife, tried to reach him, but it was….CONTINUE READING