Copyright @ 2016
By Rufai Monsurah
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Disclaimer:All characters in these story are COMPLETELY FICTIONAL.Any similarity to anyone is being inferred in the story is the Authors thought and imaginations
Emotions poured in like a torrential flood,I could not help but to burst out crying,seeking in my heart why?am having a childhood of unfortunate moments.Lifting my head up to the sky,asking God at the same time”why have you brought me down to earth to face this kind of anguish?”.The pains in my heart makes me think of committing suicide.”Have enough as a child” I screamed out crying at the same Time,My tears kept on flowing for two hours after which I fell asleep in the process.
I gently lift up my head opening my eyes to the brightness coming through from the window,Still sitting down I sighed and said to myself “it’s a new dawn with which only God knows what will be today’s share of sorrow” then I gently stood up to commence the usual morning activities.Firstly I went into the inner room to go check on my grandma whom has been lying sick for three days now.”Good morning Alhaja”I said in a soft tone bending over to go on my kneels.she gently open her two eyes and replied my greeting.”How are you feeling this morning?I asked her trying to confirm her health status by engaging her in a discussion,She kept on tripping her eyes over the room,thereby making me understand that there is more to just starting a discussion with her, I tried asking her what exactly she meant by the sign she was making with the eyes but she had barely finished a sentence before she fell back asleep.i sighed and gently covered her with the wrapper she laid on.
When i got out of the inner room,I reached for my toothbrush and the kettle and proceeded to the tap to fill my kettle with water.I was reluctant to going into the corridor as I didn’t want to bring the attention of other neighbours that am at home on a Monday morning,avoiding their endless questions as to why am not in school by that time of the day,am not in the mood to answer their inquisitive questions.The shame of staying out of school and also their silly questioning could return me back to my previous state of sorrow I thought to my self making a speech with my inner voice saying only If my father is a good and responsible one,maybe the story could have been a positive one.I gently tip-toed into the corridor trying not to get the neighbours attention from Noticing my presence in the house.I sneaked back into the house and went back to check on my grandma whom was still fast asleep.”I have to prepare pap for her as breakfast” I said to myself,The fear of how to buy the cornmeal and akara griped my mind waking the spirit of shame of not being in school and question avoidance.i sighed and succumb to fate knowing I have to go and get it no matter what.My presence was finally noticed and finally admit there is no hideout for me when one of our Neigbhour Mama Nkechi sighted me.I quickly dash out of the way and pretended like I was to run and catch up with someone in order to avoid her.
To be continued