My name is Akinyi, and after years of living and working in the city, I finally decided it was time to return home. I had spent so long chasing opportunities and trying to build a better life, believing that one day I would come back with success, pride, and stories to share. I imagined the joy of reunion, laughter with my family, and the warmth of familiar surroundings. I never imagined that what awaited me would be heartbreak in its rawest form.
When I arrived, the village seemed unchanged—the dusty roads, the small market, and the familiar faces—but something felt different. My family, once welcoming and loving, now greeted me with distant smiles and hesitant words. At first, I attributed it to the years I had been away, assuming it would take time to rebuild connections. But soon, cracks in their behavior became impossible to ignore. Whispers followed me wherever I went. Messages I had left during my absence were twisted, and old friends seemed to avoid me, as if I were a stranger rather than someone they had known for years.…CONTINUE READING
