Death is a feast that must come to everyone. In as much as everyone will meet the feast, we do not want to meet it without fulfilling our purpose on earth. We all want to live a long life and in good health too.
I just met Anita last month on my way back from church. She greeted me and told me how she has always admired me anytime she saw me. I smiled and appreciated her in return. I soon realized that we both live on the same street and her house was the next compound. We exchanged contacts and that was how we became friends.
Last night, she called me to ask if I was at home and I told I wasn't. This was around past 9pm. I went over to my mum's house for the weekend. I just wanted to be fed and pampered by my mother. I have been so busy with work and family that I really needed to cool off.
So when Anita called, I somehow had this feeling that something was wrong. I asked her and she said she was okay. But something wasn't just right at the way she sounded. When I came home this morning, I was told that Anita had passed away. Up till now, I still haven't come to terms that Anita is no more. How did it happen?
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I was told that she was outside the whole time it rained. And yes it rained heavily yesterday. And I didn't think that anyone would be outside because it was so heavy and very cold too. And to think that Anita was asthmatic too. I later confirmed the news that she got back late from work and her sister whom she stayed with, refused to open the gate for her. Her sister's husband was angry that Anita didn't come back early and so he instructed that she should not come in until the following day as it was the rule in the house.
My heart sank. How can a human being do such a thing. Even if he wanted to punish her, at least he would have considered the heavy downpour. So it meant that she was outside all the while it rained. And the time she called me last night was to know if she could come over to my place to spend the night. I am right here thinking just maybe I would have saved her life if I didn't go to my mum's place. I am sure she had crisis and there was no one to help her.
Why are people so wicked? How can her sister even agree to ignore her own blood and accept that her sister stay outside in the rain. If it were her children, would she have danced to the tune of her husband? I have been so emotional since morning I heard the news. Her body was found at the gate this morning. I am totally broken.
Anita had a really bright future. She was a seamstress who had a big dream of becoming the best fashion designer in the world. Now all her dream have been cut short by some callous people. God help us all. And may her soul rest in peace too.
