Chapter 4

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 Nife's POV:

I woke up with a start,gasping for breathe like as if I drowned,i started sobbing it always wasn't like this,it was always little small minute events that I could see,this was so much bigger than me.

Folding my knees to my self I continued to weep,wishing it could stop trying to believe this wasn't real,maybe I watched too much television and those horrific images came as a result of my over-active mind.
   But even I could not deny it ,I so badly wanted to believe it wasn't true but I knew it was my cross to carry now.

I laid curled up in my bed,sobbing pathetically,weeping for the little child,weeping for my self,I did not know when my weeping turned to muffled sobs.
I knew I couldn't just like in bed all day doing nothing,I had to keep busy I needed to,unless I was going to break down.

Only grandnana knew about my gift,I I wished she was here now I knew she would know what to tell me to do,but stricken with age and swollen knees,the whole family thought it best to let her stay in my uncle's house where she could have her own quarter and maid to assist her about and also keep her among family.

With shaking legs,I placed one foot ahead of the other making efforts to quickly walk across the room to switch on the light,I was no longer interested in staying in the dark.
Having switched on the light,I allowed my eye to adjust to light knowing my puffy eyes would find the sudden light irritable,standing for a good two minutes to get my self back I  walked on towards the bathroom to take a quick bath knowing that early this morning the water will be cool.

With the drop in temperature,it was getting colder seeing as we were in the raining season. After my quick bath I put on a nice short gown,free from the waist down,I always loved to work in such attires it allowed for easy movement. Having something to think about rather than the nightmare I just had,I walked into the parlour and glanced at the clock it stated 5:15,meaning I had to have been up about an hour ago,I sighed I would surely have eyebags come morning.

I picked up my list and ticked the things I would have to purchase or pluck from my herb garden and walked to the kitchen to prepare a quick meal of oats seeing as I did not have much of an appetite to start with,who could blame me.

It was at this point I sat down to analyse my dream,reliving those detail even to those tear-stricken moment he had shoved the dirty white cloth back into her mouth,I shuddered before I knew it it was already crying.

Deciding that enough was enough,I picked up my empty plate and brought I to the sink to wash it,dried my hands and then picked up my laptop and began to browse....

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