TAMED ✓ [Editing]

🥀| Broken

Fire....Fire.... Somebody Help....Help...I'm dying.....Daddy I can't see you..Daddy where are you???.......Daddyyyy!!!!
I can't breathe...Smoke.... I need help... Save us oh Lord...Somebody...Anybody...Please.
Helpppp!!!!!!

"Jeeeeesssusss Christ!!!!!!"
Not again, another nightmare.
Shenelle woke up bewildered and helpless. Tiny rivulets of sweat could be seen rushing down her face amidst the chilling wind from the A/C.
She turned her night lamp on and her room became dimly lit revealing a king-sized bed with cozy blankets and pink curtains spreading majestically above her. Who could ever imagine that someone with a comfortable bed like this could hardly get any sleep? Well as they say all that glitters certainly isn't gold....

Shenelle squinted at what she thought were her glasses...she finally grabbed unto those large bulky glasses...She had very bad sight since childhood and her glasses made her see crystal clear.

Still panting she forcefully moved her Shakey hands and reached for her Anti anxiety pills.
Since it happened, she has been on these drugs...it helps her calm down her nerves.

Now falling fully back into reality, Shenelle sat upright thinking of what had just happened....

"Why me??... Why this same dream in the same form?? Is there a message for me?....why me??....Daddy only if you knew how I miss you badly..I miss your bedtime stories...I miss your lullabies..It still amazes me how you knew that I wasn't fine through the phone...And how you could call of meetings just to come check up on me...I miss your laughter...Why Didn't you stay and rather let me go?....Life sucks without you".

Her mind was now whirling even more faster than a tornado... Just then tears filled her eyes further blurring her view and begging to fall out....."I've been trying to hide my feelings but it seems it I've been strong for too long.....I can't do this any longer...Daddy I need you...." She couldn't hold it in any more.... Tears began rolling freely like they had no bearing. Her eyes were sore from crying and they needed a break...crying became a reflex action for her and even though she craved to stop she just couldn't.

What actually happened on that day?
Walking down memory lane, Shenelle cast her mind to the day it happened. She faintly remembered the day...Her psychologist adviced that she should desist from thinking deeply about it and she should think of happy thoughts. To her, this felt like telling a young teenage boy that he shouldn't play or watch football again,totally impossible......

She was interrupted from this line of thoughts when a beep from her iPhone 15 pro broke the silence.... She reluctantly picked it up and saw a long chain of messages from her class Telegram group.
"Mtchewww those little demons"....she said in-between chuckles.....Ever since the incident, her social life came crumbling down she hardly went out for parties or any hangouts with friends....her friends became strangers.... It was like a different Shenelle crept out but she could do absolutely nothing about it.

She drifted her eyes Staring at her glittery phone cover with the inscription...."forever sixteen"....her thoughts immediately drifted back to her dad... He had bought an iPhone 15 pro on her sixteenth birthday and specially had a customized phone cover for her. He chose that inscription because he said his daughter shall never grow old and she'd keep her glow forever.

She didn't realize when a naughty Tear crept down her cheeks.....
"Daddy I'll keep this masterpiece forever....I love you to the moon and back "
She heard herself saying in whispers.

She felt weak and weary. She felt like she couldnt go through this on her own. She went down on her knees removed her glasses and started to cry bitterly.

She needed a ray of hope in one way or the other..."Heavenly father, you are the only Daddy I have, please see me through ", she sighed..

She went down on her knees and prayed, she prayed through the tears, she groaned and wept like her life depended on it.
...."Thank you Lord for an answered prayer, Amen"......

"What's the time serf".....she checked the time and it was 3:00a.m in the morning ....
"What!?".....She never expected to be up this early and surprisenly she wasn't sleepy.

Now her mood had lightened up a little after praying...Shenelle walked towards her large writing table and sat vertically on her poka dotted swivel chair....She stared through her books and she just wanted something to take her mind off things..."Voila I've found ya!".....
She reached for her diary....It was a cute pink book with stickers and old pictures posted haphazardly on it. She wrote most of her life experiences,her thoughts and qoutes inside. It was even more than a best friend to her.. ..she felt solace anytime she wrote in it. ...The outer cover had "Sheshe's Empire"inscribed beautifully on it....Sheshe was the pet name her dad gave her....she really missed that name.

She grabbed her pink headset to accompany her diary session.Music was something she loved dearly. She went to her playlist which she named "cuulz" and soon dived into the rhythm of great beats.

3:45a.m mood: sad😩
Dear diary,
I'm here again erhh....Hmm you are all I have ...it's just you and me oooo😅
I'm kinda sad today, the day itself hasn't even began yet but hey hope you good??
I just had a nightmare of the incident replaying in my head......Diary I'm so scared, worried and bitter....I'm so confused....
Don't worry I'll be fine
I'm a survivor
Lemme not infect you with my sour mood. Headphone says hi.
Aurevoir🦋

Soon the cool breeze of the AC drove Shenelle into a peaceful sleep.

Hey loves❤️

First Book , first Chapter...
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What do you think about Shenelle aka the only girl who uses iphone15 pro😅??

Losing someone you love is very heartbreaking, But how you deal with it is what makes the difference.
Shenelle went to God for strength in prayer,
She also had her diary time accompanied with music .These things made her feel better

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This chapter is dedicated to flt. Lt. Jerry John Rawlings....RIP Papa J 😩🙏