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🌱| Self Distract Mode

Shenelle POV

We were told that her action had angered the gods of the land, and so because of her act of disobedience, She was cursed to never be able to conceive and even if she did her child would be afflicted with a severe heart condition her whole life!, Mma Memuna says.

This was enough to drive me to self distract mode. I've been running for God knows how long and my feet are hurting.
I have no clue where I am right now, but that is the least of my problems, All I know is that I am far from all this drama.

I spot a spreading shea nut tree with it's leaves creating shade. I move closer and take a seat on a rock under the tree, soaking into the stillness of the afternoon.

"Why me? Why should I be wrapped up in this never ending drama. I just can't believe I've suffered a whole nineteen and half years of my life battling a traumatizing hole in heart condition, only for me to realize it's some Northern Vodoo or black magic or what ever it's called working on me?
What if two fully grown adults decide to leave and seek for greener pastures. Huh? How does this affect an entire generation all together?

This was just way too much for me to handle.
I don't even know how I am feeling now! Is it anger? Is it frustration? Is it disappointment?
Is it fatigue? I can't best tell.

I coil myself in while sitting on the rock, crying my heart out, at least that is all I know how to do. I feel a sharp pain in my chest, and I know my feeble heart can't take it no more.

"Kumbungu girls never seem to amaze me!,"
I hear someone say from behind.

"What could a girl like you be doing here of all places on a hot afternoon like this?, The person says.

After a few more steps, I realize it was a boy, a boy particular of my age or younger, He was shirtless and hung a woven hat lazily on his head. He had a hoe secured at his back and some other tools I couldnt identify. From the look of things he was going to the farm.

''Look Mr Stranger, a lot of things don't concern you, I'll advice that you leave me alone!, And for your information I am and will never be a Kumbungu girl", I replied icily, trying to clean my face of the tears just before he notices anything.

The mere mention of "hot" made me realize I was drenched in sweat, maybe from all the running. My patched throat too couldnt help but throw warning shots. The Sun too was hoy and it wasn't giving any chances. I wonder why over here the mornings are awfully cold and the afternoons, ridiculously hot!

He thrusted a water container towards me. It looked like a calabash but unlike a calabash it had a sealing and a rope for easy handling. It looked appealing and it was screaming "drink-me, drink-me" in my head.

It seemed that he could feel my ordeal, without opposing much-which was unlike me, I collected and drank it like a thirsty donkey at the river side. The water was cool and refreshing, had it had this pleasing taste to go with.

I shyly pushed it back to him and thanked him, wiping the remains from my mouth.

"Now let's go", he says.

"What?

"Come let me take you home! It's not safe here!, Kumbungu may seem like an okay town but there are my hidden dangers. You are sitting at the outskirts of the town, who knows what might happen? You can get bitten by a poisonous snake or even kidnapped by village thugs, it's just not safe out here," he says in a genuinely concerned manner.

"Look the fact that you gave me water doesn't mean you can come and boss over me. I'd rather love the snakes to bite me.
I am not going back there, Never!, I scream out