When my 7-year-old daughter fell ill, I thought it was the usual malaria or food poisoning. She became weak, refused to eat, and would cry at night for no reason. We rushed her to the hospital twice, but doctors said they couldn’t find anything serious. I was confused and scared.
One afternoon, while feeding her at home, she suddenly whispered, Mummy, I don’t want to go to Aunty Funke’s house again.
I asked why, but she shook her head, scared. I gently promised I wouldn’t be angry and she said. Click now to read every detail—don’t be left wondering!
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