THIS STIGMA: CHAPTER 1 – THE END
WRITTEN BY MOMOH GIFT
CHAPTER SEVEN
I saw her lying on the bed with bruises all over her hands and legs. Her hands were bandaged and her face was plastered as well.
Mummy was sleeping when I entered as I was told that she was injected in order to make her rest and to stop crying.
I couldn’t recognize my mummy anymore she looked very different.
A lot of thoughts were just running through my mind.
I was scared with this condition I found my mummy.
What if she dies, what will happen to me?
How will I cope? Oh! I really need you mummy to stay strong for me.
I sat on a chair very close to my mummy weeping profusely. I wept for hours that I lost my strength and became very weak.
This is almost three hours since I came and mummy has not woken up yet.
Oh! I hope nothing bad has happened to my mummy?
I was just touching her hands frequently with my cheek since I don’t have hands to feel her temperature and to make sure she is still okay.
THIS STIGMA: CHAPTER 1 – THE END
A nurse walked up to me and told me that she has been watching me since I came and has been listening to all I have been saying and she was moved with pity to speak to me.
I looked at her and started thinking deep inside of me why a nurse would have compassion and even speak to me with such love.
Though I wasn’t ready to listen to anyone at that moment because all I wanted was to speak to my mummy and hear her sweet voice.
But this nurse has captured my heart with her lovely voice. I was very eager to hear her.
She smiled at me and sat very close to me then looked straight into my eyes and said “you are a very special girl and God is taking you to places”
Oh! My countenance changed immediately she called God.
How I wished she never mentioned God.
She realized my mood changed and she asked me why I changed my mood.
Since mummy has taught me never to lie but to always say the truth no matter the situation I find myself, I had no choice but to tell her.
MA, am deeply sorry but I really don’t want to hear someone tell me about God again.
I sincerely don’t believe that God is alive.
He has been very wicked to me.
He never loves me at all. Most of all, He decided to create me incomplete and allow people to hate me this much.
All my life, I have never felt love from people around me. Rather, they mock and neglect me.
My mummy has been the only one who loves me unconditionally and now He allowed her to be involved in an accident.
Even when I thought that finally my joy has come to me recently, this accident came and took it away.
So Ma you see, I don’t have any reason to listen to you speak about God.
The nurse breathed down and spoke with a very cool voice to me.
I was even thinking she would just stand up and leave rather she spoke with a more friendly voice.
She said ” I will like to tell you my own story just to make you understand that God is not wicked to you”. She began her story.
My name is Miracle and am the only child of my parents.
My mummy died while giving birth to me and I was believed to be a cursed child when my father died while I was just six months.
Nobody in the family wants to take care of a cursed child so I was abandoned with my maternal grandmother to take care of me. While growing up, life was very difficult for me.
I had to engage in so many menial jobs just to feed myself and my old grandmother.
But you know what? All through my journey, God has been very faithful.
I know you have physical disabilities, but that doesn’t mean God is wicked or unfair.
To be honest with you God loves you a lot.
If not for His love, do you think your mummy would have shown you this love you are talking about today?
So many mothers have dumped their children in the gutters and even on the street but God used your mummy to show you how much He truly loves you.
Do you know that even if he decides right now to take her life you can’t do Him anything?
The worst you can do is to say negative words to Him but you can’t bring her back to life.
My child, I want you to open your heart to God and look beyond your disabilities.
He has a great and wonderful plans for you.
You are not born as a mistake or as an accident. You are very special to your creator.
Seriously I don’t know what this lady put in her lips before speaking to me.
I really can’t explain what is happening inside of me. I feel joy and peace in my heart.
Every fear inside of me disappeared. I asked her, “what have you done to me?”
Almost immediately, mummy coughed out and…
To be continued…
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THIS STIGMA: CHAPTER 1 – THE END
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