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BROKEN: PART 3
N:B; If you haven't read part 1&2 please do. Thanks in advance 😊
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"Mum can't be dead" I tried convincing myself after the terrible thought dropped. Sarah came over to persuade me to go inside but I refused.
"I will stay here till my dad and mum arrives" I said to her without looking at her . "wait, did I say my mum". I was really confused because I don't know if my mum is okay or not. "will she even arrive with dad?" I thought again.
I was about going mad because my thoughts were just rushing like dopamine rush. I tried controlling my thoughts but it couldn't stop.
"what will happen to me if my mum never comes back" I kept thinking.
"someone please stop these thoughts!" I cried out silently in my heart.
Though I wasn't really religious even if my parents are, because I didn't really count religion as something that important as my parents saw it but I just tried praying silently.
"Big guy up there, please tell me if my mum is okay and let me have peace" I said my funny prayer and waited patiently to hear a very huge voice speaking to me but minutes went by and hours went by, I still didn't hear any voice.
"Why do people say the Big guy speaks when I can't even hear him" I said and hissed feeling really angry and disappointed.
It was past 10, in the evening, and my dad hasn't arrived. I called him but he didn't pick up. I wasn't really anxious again but I just felt uneasiness in me. Sarah came multiple times to check on me because I have been in the balcony for almost 5hours.
She asked me to go and eat and relax and I was about going in when I heard my dad's car horn. Immediately, I ran to the door, opened it wide and ran down to the ground floor . My dad came out of his car, the look on his face gave me goosebumps all over my body. He looked at me and he bursted into tears.
"Why's he crying" I thought.
"Dad, is everything okay. Tell me why are you crying" I said to him but he continued crying without any response. He hugged me and I could feel my shoulder full of his tears.
"Dad tell me why are you crying, is mum okay," I said feeling anxious, "please tell me!" I screamed releasing myself from him.
"Just talk dad, talk!" I screamed once again. This time around my ears were itching to hear and my heart was pounding so hard to get broken by what I was about to hear.
He tried calming down to talk.
"Okay," he sniffed, "Becca , I know you won't love to hear this but" he sniffed once again, "so, the thing is, your mum was on her way......." I couldn't allow him finish talking when I interrupted him.
"Dad, I don't want to hear a long story, please just tell me what is going on, just say it please!" I hesitated bitterly.
He started crying again after what I said and he eventually said what my thought has been whispering all these while.
"Becca, your mum is DEAD!"
© Aiyo
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"Mum can't be dead" I tried convincing myself after the terrible thought dropped. Sarah came over to persuade me to go inside but I refused.
"I will stay here till my dad and mum arrives" I said to her without looking at her . "wait, did I say my mum". I was really confused because I don't know if my mum is okay or not. "will she even arrive with dad?" I thought again.
I was about going mad because my thoughts were just rushing like dopamine rush. I tried controlling my thoughts but it couldn't stop.
"what will happen to me if my mum never comes back" I kept thinking.
"someone please stop these thoughts!" I cried out silently in my heart.
Though I wasn't really religious even if my parents are, because I didn't really count religion as something that important as my parents saw it but I just tried praying silently.
"Big guy up there, please tell me if my mum is okay and let me have peace" I said my funny prayer and waited patiently to hear a very huge voice speaking to me but minutes went by and hours went by, I still didn't hear any voice.
"Why do people say the Big guy speaks when I can't even hear him" I said and hissed feeling really angry and disappointed.
It was past 10, in the evening, and my dad hasn't arrived. I called him but he didn't pick up. I wasn't really anxious again but I just felt uneasiness in me. Sarah came multiple times to check on me because I have been in the balcony for almost 5hours.
She asked me to go and eat and relax and I was about going in when I heard my dad's car horn. Immediately, I ran to the door, opened it wide and ran down to the ground floor . My dad came out of his car, the look on his face gave me goosebumps all over my body. He looked at me and he bursted into tears.
"Why's he crying" I thought.
"Dad, is everything okay. Tell me why are you crying" I said to him but he continued crying without any response. He hugged me and I could feel my shoulder full of his tears.
"Dad tell me why are you crying, is mum okay," I said feeling anxious, "please tell me!" I screamed releasing myself from him.
"Just talk dad, talk!" I screamed once again. This time around my ears were itching to hear and my heart was pounding so hard to get broken by what I was about to hear.
He tried calming down to talk.
"Okay," he sniffed, "Becca , I know you won't love to hear this but" he sniffed once again, "so, the thing is, your mum was on her way......." I couldn't allow him finish talking when I interrupted him.
"Dad, I don't want to hear a long story, please just tell me what is going on, just say it please!" I hesitated bitterly.
He started crying again after what I said and he eventually said what my thought has been whispering all these while.
"Becca, your mum is DEAD!"
© Aiyo
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