Episode 7
I walked until I was so tired. I didn’t even know where I was going.
I was moving as if I have a place in mind, evening came then night settled and I was still going.
I climbed a pedestrian bridge and climbed down again.
I was tired from a long walk and needed a place to sleep. I didn’t have appetite for food neither did I even have anything to eat. All that I cared about was a place to lay my head.
I looked under the bridge if there was a place for me but I wasn’t comfortable with the kind of men smoking around there.
I trid to hang around to see if they would leave so that I could check for a place to sleep but it was as if they also did sleep under the bridge too.
I became scared as I saw retarded looking woman, she was mentally ill, she came to pitch her own tent too under the bridge. Later another mentally ill man came and went to his sleeping space.
I hid and watch as the smoking men also spread a cartons under the bridge and lay down to sleep, the sound of speeding cars, the mad man singing so loudly from his space, the mad woman talking to herself and laughing out loud, everywhere was so noisy. After five minutes, two of the smoking men who already fell asleep started a snoring competition, they were three but the two men’s snore was echoing like a trumpet sound, everybody around here were really crazy. I also was going crazy.
I quietly walked to a space far from the crazy people, with the help of the road light I was able to clear some dirts.
I wished I would become invisible tonight just to feel safe. I was scared but I have no regret leaving Aunty Koh’s house. She would have killed me anyway and nobody would question her.
I would rather end up in the street than to be under Aunty Koh’s roof. It was a very deadly place for some one like me to live in. I didn’t want to die yet. I still wanted to experience what real happiness feels like.
I was able to get empty cartons and spread on the floor to sleep.
I was too scared I couldn’t even close my eyes, and when I finally felt asleep, I was awoken by somebody touching me. And as I openef my eyes it was the mad man, smiling and exposing his brown teeth.
It was not day break yet, darkness had not cleared off.
I was shocked and wondered how the mad man got to know that i was laying down there. I tried to move back and look for any stick to scare him but he looked like he was about to devour me. He was looking like he had seeing a treasure as he stretched his hands beckoning me.
“My love..come…come to your husband.. Come and do your wife duty to me…my pumpkin…your husband need you..Come and touch me…don’t be scared my pumpkin…come..
He kept saying that while still showcasing his brown ugly looking teeth, he looked so disgusting with the way he says that while holding his manhood and licking his lips..
I was scared but I had to be brave, if I didn’t do something quick he might pounce on me,
as he got closer and grabbed me, I screamed so loud while trying to get away with the little strength left in me.
I kept screaming so loud which woke the smokers up, they ran down to where I was struggling with the crazy man, one of the men gave him a hard blow which sent him to the ground. He swore and cur$ed under his breath before leaving as the men pushed him away.
After the mad man left the men started talking within themselves, they were three men, two wanted to have their way with me, they asked me what I would offer them for saving me from the mad man,
they wanted to have turns with me.
When I thought I had overcome a problem another one surfaced.
The heart of men are filled with so much wickedness, I knew I could’t escape from them. I was frail, thin and weak to fight, my head aches. I had pains all over me from the beaten I got from aunty Koh. I just stood there daring the worst to happen, but the other man who punched the mad man tried in defending me he gave me a sign to run, and he stood in front of the other two men as they argue on who to go first with me. The good man created enough space for me to run away and I did.
They two bad men try to run after me but a fight erupt between them and the good plumpy guy. I ran as my leg could carry me until I was far away from them. I kept moving until the day light settled in.
Where I was going or what to eat I didn’t know, my head ache heavily. I felt tired and dizzy, my happiness was that I wasn’t rappe by those crazy people. Thank God somebody stood up for me.
I wished I could see Jerry right now. I wished I had money to transport myself to my work place. I would kneel down and beg the older man to allow me to work. If he refused to take me back I would beg him to give me Jerry’s number. If I got the number i would call Jerry. He might be able to help me but the problem now is how do I even get money for transport.
I saw a place to sit and i sat and held my head, a sachet water seller passed by and I pleaded for one water and I was later given. I drank deeply and poured the remaining on my aching head and washed my face, and the water helped a great deal. I was never allowed to make hair in Aunty Koh’s house, so I was always on low cut which was okay by me.
I easily poured water on my head after Aunty Koh’s usual beating, and it always suit me better.
Snacks seller passed and i begged for some but i was ignored. I begged some passerby for some small amount of money but no one paid me any attention
I was still thinking of what to do while sitting down there. I unknowingly put my hand in my long gown left pocket which was half torn and I felt something inside the pocket.
I quickly pulled my hand out with whatever it was and it happens to be the small pouch that June gave me which I never bother to open.
I put it into my pocket after she gave it to me and totally forgot about it.
I gently opened it to check what exactly was inside the pouch, and to my greatest surprise there was a paper something was written on it and then there was small amount of money which I guessed was her snacks money she saved up and put in there. I opened the pieces of paper and read it gently….
“I WILL BE PRAYING FOR YOU PIA”
that was what June wrote on the small piece of paper.
I felt like crying but held back my tears as I saw a drawing which June drew with a pencil, a bigger girl holding a smaller girl which I assume was me and she.
I allowed a tear to drop, I felt like really crying out loud but cry would not help my present situation.
The money in the pouch was enough to transport me down to the place I intended to go.
So I stood up but I felt dizzy as darkness clouded my vision.
I quickly sat back, and allow the dizziness to settle. I saw people hawking fruits and malt drink. I bought something just to eat, so that I could be energize to continue my journey.
After eating something, I went to the park where I entered bus which would convey me down.
I still had headache but it had stopped a little. I was happy to have gotten the miracle money from June’s pouch, which helped me greatly.
June was my little angel.
I felt safe knowing well that somebody was actually praying for me.
Even if God didn’t listen to my own plead for mercy I know he would listen to little June, a kind little girl……
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