In the events of adversity, fear becomes an unavoidable factor…
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On a Sunday evening a couple of years back, feeling the need to take a stroll, I stepped out. From my house to the road side was about 10mins walk, tops. The area was not an isolated vicinity hence, I witnessed a lot of activities going on here and there.
I passed a bakery and the aromatic smell of freshly baked bread filled my nostrils with pure delight and the thought of spreading butter in a bread out of the oven made me salivate. I made a mental note to come buy bread the next time. I said to myself, it was really productive that I came out and my mood was elated.
I even witnessed some instances that made me smile and planned to gossip about it with my friend when she comes over. I passed by a couple who seemed to be really enjoying themselves whiles kissing in a corner. Well, it was evening and the side they stood was a bit obscured, I suppose they took advantage of the moment.
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My evening looked pretty much cool and it was a beautiful evening, breezy and bubbly. I was new in the area and I took the time to walk up and down my immediate surroundings.
Little did I know the shock that was awaiting me. I felt the need to return home and when I checked the time, it was a few minutes after 7pm. Whiles walking on the street that led to my house, I suddenly felt the hairs at the back of my neck stood and my head felt heavy. A tiny voice in my head kept telling me to look back but I didn’t know what I was looking for. I didn’t look.
As I made a turn on the path that led directly to my house, I started doubling my steps and heard someone behind me also picking up the pace. I got scared and made a 360degree turn to see who it was and tell the person it wasn’t funny what he was doing. Before I could say jack, I was lying flat on my back. There was a guy hovering over me with a knife to my ribs, he warned me not to scream else he would stab me. I felt the life in me left my body briefly and back. I was terrified to my core to have even screamed.
He asked that I give him my phone and he needed not say it twice as I thrusted the phone into his hands. Thankfully he left me afterwards and I only sustained few bruises. As to how I got home and the events that followed is a story for another day.
Ever since that time, I became paranoid. I fear walking down on a street alone, it doesn’t matter if its day time or evening.
