Esperance - Episode 8
At about 3pm i was on my way home and the path to my house was unusually lonely... The blazing African sun was its best. The road was tarred with its sides rough and uneven , but it had portholes here and there though it was rid of stones. The breeze didn't serve the purpose for which it was needed, but rather heightened ones pain. For instead if a cool wave of air... . It was air and a touch of fire. The trees looked sullen and rather sick.. There were no pedestrians and that was unusual. I hastened my footsteps as I got closer to the junction which led to my street .
The lined up shops were all locked... "fishy" I muttered .. I kept my pace fast and just after a few strides a young man came running like his life depended on his limbs. Blood was gushing out of his fresh wounds... He had bruises all over. The blood from his head was trickling into his left eye.... He started to slow down..until he collapsed just a few paces from where I was. I made to run to help him. But....... I had no first hand knowledge in first aid, I didn't know what happened to him, I couldn't even lift a finger to help him... My fears of contacting diseases also got in the way... I summoned courage to go nearer .. But was distracted by the hullabaloo of an angry mob.
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. Coming with sticks, bottles and stones... Or at least those I saw. I knew he must have done something , something to earn him a gruesome punishment ...but maybe not necessarily death. The people were more angry these days.. Their frustrations were always at its peak recently. They were always hungry and angry with the government thereby taking the laws into their hands in order to stick their fingers into the eyes of the government. I saw the aggression on their faces and didn't need a soothsayer to proclaim my future if I remained at sight. I walked away briskly , avoiding the tugging thought of running as that could portray me as an accomplice. when I was sure I was out of sight , I took to my heels and heaved a sigh of relief when I caught a glimpse of my house.
I couldn't wait to get into its earthly shelter . I used my personal keys, praying mother didn't go out that day... Opening the door I rushed to her room to certify my fears and found her soundly asleep. I smiled , replacing the doorcase. I went to the sitting room,...sat on the small sofa reminiscing the events of the past minutes... ......the guilt crept in " you could have done something, but no... You were selfish enough to run for your dear life" "no" I said soliloquizing "no?.... Forget it... He's dead, but you could've done even a single thing" came the thoughts again. In a bid to stop my racing mind I got up and headed to the kitchen but on a second thought headed back to the sitting. And switched on the television.
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Now I can't stop thinking what I'd have done if I were to be in the same situation. Neil nwanne m I understand your feeling. Btw, this episode is so natural. Good job
thanks alot
Awesome
thank you
Wow! Hmmm... Well, I know dat feeling
Good job
Bravo
It just describes the way the people are these days too, hungry and angry at the present government, lol. Nice play with words.