Not again
Esi p.o.v
Sighing Esi is taking her time to walk back home. This is one of those days when nothing seems to work the way she wants. she knew that, whether she reaches home early or late the result will still be the same. Surely today is her funeral.
The day she finally says goodbye to this wonderful world even though she couldn't achieve her dream nevertheless she doesn't regret her short life on earth.
The only thing she will miss is the local candies, that aunty Maggie has been doing. Those are her favourite. She still remembers the taste of coconut and milk on her tongue.
Sighing no matter how slow she walks, she still arrived home. she is certain that her mother has received a call from her school principal.
Few meters away, Esi spotted her mother sitting on their porch pretending to read a book. She knew that her mom doesn't ready during the day but rather before going to bed. She also knew that her mom does that every time she gets in trouble.
Seeing her mother a few meters away, Esi could still remember the way her mom lectured her a few months ago when she got admitted to this school that she got expelled.
" Esi this is the very last school that was willing to accept you. So if you get in trouble or cause trouble and you get expels, you will join your father in the village.
Because I have had enough complaints. You better behalf in that school do I make myself clear?"
"Yes mama" Esi replied.
Thinking of her mother's words of shifting her in the village, scares Esi. She doesn't want to live in a place where there are no or fewer social amenities. She can't change the past now what is done is done.
With all the courage she could master, Esi walk home greets her mother politely the way she has never done before. Her courtesy at that moment is to its maximum level. She believes her mom didn't hear her well so she moves a little bit closer to her mom, intertwines her fingers to where they could reach her mid-thighs and slightly burns her knees as they were taught in primary school and say,
" good afternoon mum," she says, before standing back to her normal position.
Her mother whose focus was in the book lifts her head and gives Esi a look that made her take a few steps back. Esi knew that look her mother was giving her. She quickly looks at the shoe that she was wearing and was fascinated by it.
"Esi my lovely daughter" her mother called her so nicely as if she has gotten an award in school. She was surprised. Her mother is always ready to bounce on her like a lioness. She couldn't also see her mother magical flip-flop that she uses on her every time she got a bad report from school.
To be surprised was an understatement for Esi. Normally Esi will run away every time her mother held those flip-flops. They look harmless but they are painful like hell. Esi thought that her mother has come to realise how big she has become she's now mature.
"Y...yes ma " she answers and looks at her mother still holding a book with a smile on her face. Esi couldn't say if that was a good thing or a bad thing. For her mother to smile like that was when her father sent her money every month. However, she could still feel that something was about to take off and she wasn't ready for it. She got the shock of her life when her mother said
" Esi my sweet child. I got you your favourite candies from aunty Maggie they are in my room go for them."
"Really?! mama, you got me my favourite candies?"
She asks to be assured "yes dear" her mother replies with a big smile on her. The dread Esi felt a while ago evaporated from her system. She quickly walks into her mother's room in search of candies, so focus on her search, Esi didn't notice when her mother entered the room. The only sound she heard was the sound of a door being looked at.
she quickly stops, turns around and sees her mother putting the keys in her bra like a typical African mother that she is. It took Esi a few seconds to realize that it was a trap to get her in an enclosed place because her mother knew that she will run from her as usual.
Her smile was quickly wiped off he face and all her colour drained from her. With no possible exit, Esi accepted her faith. Even if she tries to pass through the window they were blocked with a metallic fence.
"This is the end of my existence," she thought. She scolded herself, not believing that because of Aunty Maggie candies her mother was able to trap her in her room.
Had it been in Esi's room, she would have found her sanctuary under her bed. The teenager realises how stupid she has been It was like trapping the mouse with cheese. Esi looks at her mother and sees her holding the flip-flop. From that moment, her faith was sealed. "Not again with those," she said.