🧑🏻#LITTLE_LUCY🧑🏻 Season 2
( My troublesome Girlfriend )
NOTE: 🔞 adult contents❌ Not for readers younger than the age of 18.
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The week ran slowly. For the first time since I began schooling in Q.A, time strangely slowed down. It was the longest week in my life. I had this superstitious feeling in my guts it's probably because of Efua's death.
An assembly was held where we had some minutes silence for Efua. A lot was said about suicide and the bad effect of depression.
This was Mrs Coker speaking. " Never knew Efua was suicidal. She's always been one of our most brilliant students. Still, I'm certain some circumstances led to it. Her parents death really traumatized her. It's bad we lost two parents and a daughter as well. I feel sorry for Efua. Her depression was something she was supposed to share with me or the school's guidance and counseling. But she didn't do that and that sadly led her to her unfortunate death."
She paused, watching us as we stared up at her from our seats in the assembly hall. She brought out a handkerchief and whipped her eyes.
" I was heartbroken when the news came to me. Losing Efua was the worse thing that's ever happened before in my school. It's the second time we've lost our students. It's very sad. So I'm pleading with each and everyone of you girls seated here before me. Don't see suicide as an option. If you're going through a lot, speak to someone. Taking your life is out of the option. You have no right to do so. In my culture, such people are seen as an abomination on the face of the Earth. We don't touch them. They aren't even buried in our land. They're taken to some evil forest and buried because they took their life and are seen as unclean. Remember girls, suicide is never an option. Talk to someone if you're hurt. We love you all that's why we wouldn't want you girls having any funny ideas. Efua's relatives from her father's side flew down to the country last night. They're here to take her body back to be buried but because she was an outstanding student of ours, we asked to organize a farewell funeral for her," she paused, drumming her fingers on the desk. Her lips moved against the microphone. " So come Sunday afternoon, we'll be giving our last farewell speech to our late vice president, Efua!"
Put in that way, everyone agreed it was the best decision she made.
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Sunday.
Sunday afternoon!
At exactly 12:00.pm, we were all gathered around a brown coffin. I had no idea how Mrs Coker had convinced Efua's uncles and aunts to agree on this little funeral but she did it.
Efua's relatives stink of money. I began to realize how rich Efua must've been. The coffin wasn't cheap. It was the sort you buy for a wealthy traditional ruler.
We all wore black. The school had provided black polo and darj leggings for everyone. It was a small ceremony with just the school principal, the students and the teaching staff and also Efua's relatives.
Everyone was given the opportunity to see Efua for the last time and say their farewell message.
We stood in a single file, moving slowly and heavy hearted. We'd stare at the lifeless body inside the opened coffin, whisper our message to her and leave.
Collette and the student council stood around Efua's coffin, face forward, eyes set and blank, But their faces were pale and sad. They were to given the tasted of ensuring no student lasted more than sixty seconds before the corpse inside the coffin.
I wondered how they were able to keep a straight face with a dead body before them.
Especially Collette.
