"Tracy have you packed everything ?" Mom shouts as she climbed the flight of stairs towards my room.
I just sat on the floor of my room . I could not hold back her tears as I knew this was my last time in the city . The memory I had of my once called home could not let me move as I stared into the emptiness of what I would now call life.
"Tracy ! Tracy ! Come on ! Open up." Mom called out.
" I don't wanna leave mum my whole life is here mom " I said as I wiped the tears on my cheeks opening the door to my room.
"Tracy I thought we talked through this !"mom said.
I knew there was nothing else that could stop them from moving to Tolaka.
Tolaka was our said origin . It was guarded and descrete since it held our culture . The culture was so upheld there that even those who were born of it outside tolaka were also initiated into the culture. It was crazy stuff that I would not want to get myself into but mom and dad just could not understand that . As hard as I fought not to go there the stronger the language they used and forced me to relent at last .
The real reason behind our moving out was even more absurd. Our so called leaders had summoned a specific clan which was believed to be the royal clan . Now the wierd thing was that we did not even hail from that clan . Our clan ,the omusa , was at first a neighbouring clan which was acquired by the Tolaka community through a historic conquest in which legends say we were defeated. The aftermath of the lost battle was that we were considered weak and were not allowed into tribe leadership. (Not that I even cared much😒)
The rhetoric questions paced through my mind about why there ? why us ? But with no one left to answer I gave in and moved to the packed van that was parked on our drive way waiting for my mom and I .Dad as usual stood outside the house shouting at us as we dragged our feet down the stairs .
We got into the van and started our journey into a new world .
I got to my window seat and said my last good byes to the house . Even muni our dog could feel the pain entrenched in my heart as I stared at the compound we lived in all my life.
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Short StoryEvery single thing has its origin some we may know but what of those we don't ?How will we know how the rule of the dark sode work? Its time we gave it a thought . Tracy has been the on_hands girl who necer leaves the stones unturned .The girl who t...
