Chapter 7
I held the pills in my hand debating if I should take them or not. What's the use of living when all you know is nothing but pain? I have been praying tirelessly to God, but he doesn't hear my cries. Why should I continue praying, if God doesn't wanna have mercy on me? All that I'm looking for is peace, I wanna live my life without the absence of fear. All I want is to breath and never worry about losing a place I have called "home" almost all my life. Why is it that good people, people who don't harm others get to be shown the cruel side of this world? It's hard keeping faith when all you have been dished for has been nothing but pain. I don't know what death has in store for me, but it has to be better than life.
My Aunt gave me peace for the rest of the day, I have been in my room the whole time. I didn't have strength to eat anything, I didn't have any appetite. With the glass of water, I downed the pills. I drank them with tears streaming down and looking at my Mother's picture. At least we will be reunited in death, because clearly I'm suffering because she's not here. After drinking the pills I held her picture tight against my chest and closed my eyes.
KAT
I woke up the next day at about 11am, it was quiet around the house. Usually Siba is up by this time, cleaning and singing loudly. I heard about her altercation with my Mother and her Brother yesterday, sometimes it pains me knowing that she's going through this. I can't even talk to my Mother about how she treats Siba because she won't listen. I got out of bed and yawned all the way to her bedroom, I knocked and I didn't get any answer.
I opened the door and walked in, she seemed peacefully sleeping.
Me: Hau Siba?
I looked closely and saw the pill container on the floor, I quickly made my way to her and she had foam coming out of her mouth.
Me: Siba!!!
Ambulances are a disappointment, they are slow as fuck so I called Sika whilst brushing my teeth and washing my face, I then changed my Pajams and put on something else.
Sika didn't disappoint, he arrived and we took Siba to the hospital. He had to come because my pussy is not for free
As we sat there and the Dr was busy with her, I decided to call my Mother to let her know about this incident.
Rose: She didn't die?
Me: No Ma
Rose: She should've died!
Me: Don't say that
Rose: Siba is nothing but a burden and a disappointment! I even regret taking her that day when her Mother died. I had high hopes with her, I thought that she was going to make something of herself and that maybe later in life she would be able to help me but here we are. Siba is cursed, her Mother's curses are following her and there's nothing we can do about it. Mina I'm opting for her to die because her life is always going to be filled with misery. She is doomed!
