She's going down bro!
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Now the day was here. Mama's body in the casket was right in front of us. A neat grave was dug waiting for her casket to be dropped in.
The people present during the burial ceremony were extremely many.
Grandma could not stand on her own feet... She was seated on a stool helplessly watching her baby girl's corpse. It was so sad seeing granny like that.
Bro was carrying mama's photo in his hands. I could not take it that mama was dead. Going to be buried and we were now orphans it hit me that hard.
Rituals were performed and before she was laid to rest her best friend took my hand and walked with me away from the grave.
We were hidden in a bush but I've never understood why.
The Bush was just around home so near to the clear.
I saw my brother running away. I swear I called him but he never looked back. I yelled his name in pain but he didn't bother looking back.
I had a feeling that I had also lost him. I wanted to run follow him but my mama's best friend could not let go off my hand. I was bitter pissed and felt betrayed.
I felt betrayed by both mama and bro. Why did she have to die?? I was still a kid and I needed someone to guide me. Now she was gone who would teach me how to say no to boys at adolescence? Who?
The person that I would stay strong for had left me. I don't know where he'd go but I really needed him beside me.
The burial was over. It rained heavily.
''where is my brother? "
No answer came..
'where is he????!!!!!!! I need him here to at least feel much better'
No answers came.
I cried the whole evening till all could get to me was sleep.
I slept only to wake up in the middle of the night to continue with my routine of crying.
It was morning now and relatives had departed to their specifics.
I was left with grandma and a cousin who became a second mum after granny passed on.
Granny woke me up to take breakfast.
Yes I did wake up not to take breakfast but to start crying.
Crying for losing both my bro and mum.
I was able to cool down and asked Harriet where my brother had gone.
'he's gone to live with his dad' she exclaimed.
"you mean our dad? He would have waited for me. We'd have gone both of us. He wasn't supposed to leave me just like that"!
I said angrily but Harriet, my cousin replied:
'you see your dad is not his dad and his dad is not your dad. You only shared a mum which made you bond stronger but always know that you are half siblings '
Now my heart was even breaking knowing that bro would one day get happy without me in his life.
Everything was unfair. Why me?
Where is my own dad?
Why was I even born in the first place?
Those heart tearing questions run through my head as kiddy as I was but I had to stay strong I was on my own now.
Grandma and Harriet were always there for me but I was still broken and stubborn to realize their love and care.
I was broken. I felt alone!
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