” Nothing hits harder than the memories that we run from just because we are in Denial….
Fear is an illusion that haunts us like real ghosts until we face it head on we remain in the grips of nightmares….
1653
Season 2 Phase 8
LAST EPISODE
Writer Akila Raza
Editor : Edward Wangamah
Author’s Note :
In the loving memory of my Papa
Abdul kassim Raza shariff…..
” Farewell dear father ….finally along with the tears I let go of what hurts….the pain loosing you ….the pain of telling you often that I loved you…. I shall miss you but Everytime when you now cross my mind…I will smile knowing that you are resting among the best…”.
Sameer looked at Amy in dismay as she lay unconscious before him… ” Flora , now what have you done, what if she dies? ” He asked.
” It’s not rocket science , if she dies she will be standing right beside us in no time!!” Flora replied…her voice was cold. ” Can we just pick her and move?” She looked at Sameer …He knew there was no point in arguing so he silently picked Amy and the trio floated away…..
From the corner of his eye , the drunkard watched a body floating in mid air…. He thanked his stars that he wasn’t sober so such incidents seemed like crazy dreams one saw when they mixed booze and pot in wrong quantity and worse when it became an overdose…. For those who are addicts…. Yeah they call it the unusual high on strong and wrong stuff…. As for the barking Dog, it probably didn’t find it unusual to see floating figures ….
Next Morning…..
Amy woke up .. unusually tired, her mind was foggy , she stretched and sat up…. suddenly memories of last night hit her like bullets from a machine gun…. Was what she had witnessed last night real??? No no must have been the pot she smoked…but how was her stomach still full? She had blacked out in the middle of the street ….who brought her home? ” We carried you home” a male voice replied …Amy’s pulse rate increased as she finally saw the trio Infront of her eyes….she let out the loudest scream of her life ….it made the windows rattle, Nora who was floating near a photo frame accidentally banged it down crashing the glass… Oooppps… She picked the frame and fixed the glass as she was going to put the frame back, Flora saw the picture and again her size blew up…. Amy let out another howl and cried …. ” Please get out of my house!!!” She screamed…. Flora looked at her then she looked at Sameer …. Suddenly there was silence…. ” Amy ….who is this man in the picture? ” Flora asked. Sameer got confused, one minute the howls and screams, next minute a wave of silence hits then question out of the blue….he wondered what God was thinking when He was creating women. ” Put that picture down Amy hissed , now she looked like a serpent ready to attack…Nora looked at the picture closely …then her eyes widened ….but for some reason she simply chose to remain mum… ” How are you related to this person in the picture? ” Flora phrased the Question… ” He is my father” Amy replied…. Flora and Nora looked at each other ….Nora gave Sameer the picture …. His eyes widened with shock ” this is Jacobs father!!” He gasped…he looked at Amy …she was simply statuefied…. ” Are Jacobs sister??” Sameer asked Amy.. he shook her and she gasped for Air….” How do you know Jacob ? ” Amy asked… There was a Moment of silence again ….the air was filled with strange vibes… ” We were best friends for the past 15 years until yesterday….” He replied sadly. .Amy simply stared at Sameer….” Until yesterday?” She asked…. But she felt nothing at all… After all she hadn’t seen him since he left 15 years ago …after their mothers death… ” Where is he now?” She asked casually…” On death bed “…Flora replied…” WHAAAT???” Now Amy felt goose bumps. ‘ what happened?”… She asked… Sameer sighed and explained Amy.. how penny and Dan destroyed 1653 , how Jacob flipped and how he lost his life and the meeting with karma…Amy listened silently …. Alot churned within her …. Slowly her tears surfaced and then she let go …she cried hard until she could cry no more…..
Memories came flooding back…
15 years ago…. Her dying mother, the stormy night …. Her fathers mutilated body at their door step, the sudden departure of Jacob …her growing in foster homes the number of times she had to escape sexual assault from her foster fathers and siblings , her sleeping on streets with stray dogs and eating left overs from dustbins…then the sudden ray of sunshine…Bryan … He was a good memory until last night when he ditched her…”compose your mind and let’s begin from the beginning” flora’s voice interrupted her mixed thoughts…Amy sighed, suddenly she didn’t fear the trio…” I am sorry I freaked” she whispered sheepishly…Flora came closer and smiled gently ..” it’s allowed honey..” She whispered…. Nora came closer ” story time???” She asked. Excited…Sameer simply shook his head …women ….in every realm they were always epic…..
They became a team and it was time each one was going to open their own Pandora box …. Who knew what was in the other ones box…..
With time it would become clear….
Unrefined Poetry 