The instructors always referred to us as corpse, my name changed from "wait"????what's my name???Yeah , Rachel, Rachel was my biological name, but guess what?the almighty school of resurrection changed it to ABRAHAM LINCOLN'S NO SIX which happens to be AB6. I could now pull the trigger, I became a warrior."Hahahahaha"come to think of it I lost my hair.I had no hair on my scalp, I was a hairless girl.I probably guess I would be recognized as the most ugliest girl in Nigeria.the first thing I'd do when I get out of here is to buy a wig.
Is it just me or am I dreaming?one month, one whole month in this hell on earth and just like that am going home.And there I was thinking U.S.A was fun, "no it wasn't" now anytime I think of U.S.A I think of pain. Am I supposed to hate my family or applaud my family? Well tomorrow will tell, oh I missed vikky so much, I missed the church too, especially the choir, "oops"I missed the concert, too bad I didn't get to solo that song, maybe Brother Josh replaced me, well it's no big deal, who knew I was gonna travel to hell on earth for a month,no one, except the traitors who happen to be my family.well ,although I had worst days here, especially the wolf's incident, that was really scarry.I've learnt a whole lot of things about life and the way it works, trust me, anything is possible.I can do anything and I can become anything I wanted to be.
Day 30, at about 10pm,I stood as still as an electric pole watching our instructors tie our hands behind our back, chaining our feets together and blind fold our eyes, at the school of resurrection river bank.although I wasn't afriad yet, I just couldn't wait to behold the last lecture.I knew this place was creepy and adventous but for some reason I had adapted to it and honestly I had no blood sucking poison inside my system anymore, cause the few times I failed especially in the written test were I scored 70/100 instead of 100/100. I didn't feel pain, other victims who scored below 100 screamed out of an excruciating pain in their system but I didn't feel anything, I only pretended to scream in other not to face worse punishment.
I guess the poison had disappeared from my system the day I drawned, cause after my recovery I never felt the poison suck my blood again.
"Bring the drums"the instructor commanded, and thirty drums shipped towards us. After our instructors had finished binding us we were casted into the drums, one after the other and taken into the ship.
"For you to ressurrect from your grave of failure tomorrow you have to pass this last test, now listen carefully, the ship shall ride you in your drums to the middle of the river, once the siren blows At 4am you are to untie yourselves ,come out of the drum, jump into the river with your drum and swim back to the school with your drum.if you fail to do exactly as I have said you shall not be going home tomorrow, Instead you shall be inprisonned with a lion at the school of ressurrection Zoo for a week"
"Noooooo"we all screamed from our drums after listening to our instructors."captain take them away"the instructor shouted.
I sat down in my drum like a slave who had been bought by the white men, I felt it moving.honestly I became scared after our instructor addressed us.I began to wander how I'd break the chains of my hands and legs and unfold the blind folds in my eyes.I couldn't sleep.I just couldn't sleep, I began to think of how I'd swim with a big drum and then it won't pull me down the depth of the river."oh God pls help me survive. I thought I was strong Enough, but now I knew I had no power of my own".I was scared indeed.I couldn't afford to be roomates with a lion,It would definately devour me before the end of the first day of that week.Although we were thought how to swim but it was in a swimming pool not in a river as deep as this one."Hmmm, lord God I commit my self into your hands.
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consciously regaining my self , I realized I had slept off so deep that I didn't hear the siren blow, cause I could see the sun through the transperent drum and I was the only one left on the ship.Immediately I put my face on my knee and take up my knee a little bit higher so it touches the blind fold and gradually my knee shifted off the blind fold from my eyes to my head"yay, I could see"
I begin to rubb my hands together, untill I gradually weakened the knot of the chain and my hands were free. Afterwards I pulled the chain of my legs and blew up the cover of the drum open.quickly I jumped out of the drum, took out the chain from the drum tied it to my stomach and tied the other end of chain to the drum.
I dived into the river like I had previously won a gold medal for beign the fastest swimmer in a competition.Immediately I dived in to the river, the weight of the glass drum drew me down to the bottom, I forced my self up over and over again but the weight of the glass drum was winning.
Before I could even unleash myself of the chain that linked the drum and I ,water found it's way into my system and occupied every where, it looked as if history was repeating it self again.
Though the chains were unleashed and both I and the drum went our seperate ways but I was too deeply rooted in the depth of the river like a ship that had sinked down the ocean.suddenly the thought of titanic came to mind and my eyes were shut.
