Tears of a child - S01 E11

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Tears of a child - S01 E11

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

As nurse Jen was driving, my heart was beating and my body was shaking I was timorous , wishing she could just drive me to the village to be with Grandma.

” Why are are don’t you want to go home?” She asked

I gazed at her and tears started rolling down my chin .

” I have told you to stop crying . See, your father is not dead and gone . When I was a child , I lost my elder sister she mean dear to me I mean everything to me because she was my only sister and brother in the world. My parents gave birth to just two of us. I woke up one morning and she was gone ”

” She was gone ? Was she sick ?” I asked in amazement.

” She wasn’t sick before we both went to bed that night . But the doctor confirmed that she has night fever that resulted to her dead” nurse Jen spoke as tears slowly dripped down her chin to her white shirt.

” Am so, sorry nurse jen ” I replied .

” But you know what ? She is dead but not gone . For each time I want to see her, I just close my eyes and I will see her standing right in front of me. Try it one day it works ” she added.

I was touched by her words wishing aunty Amara could just be like nurse Jen .so friendly and understand .

We were still driving when I decided to asked nurse Jen a question.

” Nurse Jen, does God truly exist ?”

” Why do you asked ” she replied .

” Because my grandma said he does exist and that he is the father to the fatherless and she also said he help those that called on to him ”

She gazed at me and heaved a deep sigh and said ;

” He exist to those that knows him , as for me he doesn’t exist in my life as the doctor has said; we are born to give birth and die ”

I kept quiet couldn’t uttered anymore words when I pulled off Jesus sticker that was on my story book and threw away through the window.

” What was that for ” nurse Jen asked .

” The man is just a picture that doesn’t exist ” I replied in tears.

” But has he ever answered your prayers ? ” She asked .

I thought for a while flashing back all the prayer request I had asked God for , I thought of how I table my prayers to him to bring back my parents and how I table my prayers to him to make grandpa rich so he could take me away from aunty Amara’s house. I was still thinking when I remembered that one prayer request he answered which was sending me uncle mike as a helper.

” Yes, but just ones ” I replied .

She pulled over and said;

“If he had ever answered your prayers why then do you have to doubt him” she asked.

” Because he sent me a helper and still took him away ” I replied in tears .

” Yours is even better that he answered one of yours . I don’t believe in God because, before my sister died, my pastor was preaching in church one Sunday that God is the beginning and the end , he went on saying God answers all prayers . The one that shocked me the most was when he preached about a Young boy of fifteen who lost his mother. We were told that the young boy prayed bitterly and his mother rose from the dead . So when I lost my sister, I prayed but she didn’t wake. My Dad became sick, so sick that I prayed and fasted but still it didn’t work out he died right in the hospital now my mother has been in the hospital four more than four months now ” she spoke in tears .

I was just a little boy with big wishes . I cried deep inside, wishing I could safe her dying mother .

She started back her car and asked if I was hungry I told her I was fine . But I was hungry just that I had no appetite for anything .

As we were driving, her phone ranged and she picked up the phone, after some minutes of conversation with the caller , she made a U- turn back to the hospital.

” Ain’t we going home again? I asked in amazement.

” I was just called in the hospital and my presence is needed ” she spoke in a cracky voice .

” I hope all is well ?” I asked .

” Just shut up let’s go” she replied.

We got to the hospital and everywhere was crowded .