I remember vividly, how it all happened.
Then I was only ten years of age.
My mum had been away for over a week and I missed her badly.
My mum was my back bone. I was more closer to her than my dad. We were more closer than the gap between two teeth. My mum was my best best friend.
I had no sibling.
On that fateful day,
I didn’t stay for extra lesson in school b’coz I badly wanted to see my mum.
When I got home, there were quite an unusual number of people.
I was shocked at first but then I thought they came to say hello to my mum.
“Where are u mummmmm?”
I yelled, jokingly.
“Go change ur uniform,” an elderly woman said to me from amongst the visitors.
“Your mum is on her way and will soon arrive,” she added.
I quickly changed to my mofty and relaxed outside.
I wanted to be the first to see my mum on her arrival.
While I sat outside, patiently,
I had a strange feeling about my mum. I felt cold all of a sudden.
JUST then, an elderly man, a very close neighbour and family friend,
walked into our compound.
“So mama Okpoto z Dead!” he said, shivering.
The other visitors at our house tried to tell him to shut up.
But it was too late.
I already heard it.
The visitors already knew; they tried keeping it away from me until the atmosphere becomes cool.
I remember that very day; I couldn’t cry. I was way more too grieved that the tears didn’t drop.
My mum, my backbone, my hope, was gone.
Gone for eternity.
When I heard the dreadful news, my legs became weak abruptly. My head became hot. My stomach ached.
U could describe me as a living corpse.
The sudden departure of my mum, shattered my destiny.
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