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Vivian
<p>‎There's not much to say about Vivian</p><p>‎Or maybe there is and I never really knew her</p><p>I remember the night we met</p><p>‎I was talking to her and hit me with her signature charming smile</p><p>‎A couple of weeks later she was my closest friend</p><p>‎We'd talk for hours and I'd never want our conversations to end</p><p>‎We talked about our goals and our dreams</p><p>‎And our plans for the future, who we wanted to be</p><p>‎As well as the things that we were doing to live the dream</p><p>‎She was the best thing that happened to me</p><p>‎And she was such a sweet soul, the best type of person you could ever meet</p><p>‎That's why this hurts me so much to write</p><p>‎Cos how could all these things happen to someone like her</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎She was going to class, early in the morning, she felt dizzy and she fell on the ground</p><p>‎"Call the ambulance", a couple hours later she's awake and coughing blood on her hands</p><p>‎After a couple of tests, the doctors tell her she has chronic asthma, she's feeling confused, like how?</p><p>‎I stil recall the despair on her face when she called me, panicking with tears in her eye</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎But that was just the start of things</p><p>‎For the next few months she was in and out of the hospital</p><p>And I would call her every night, talk with her and pray with her, convince her recovery was possible </p><p>‎Even though it wasn't probable </p><p>‎But she never believed in my lies, I called her out for negativity, she said "I'm just being logical"</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎And she turned out to be right, she did a couple of other tests and the results came out </p><p>‎They talked about anaemia, saying it could be hereditary, but her parents said they never heard of it</p><p>‎Now she's calling me again, said she's tired of life and just wished that she could die</p><p>‎I told her not to say that, I consoled her and prayed with her, telling God to come shine his healing light on her</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎A couple of months went by, things started getting better so she was getting optimistic</p><p>‎I kept talking and listening to her, praying with her, she was so happy with her recovery</p><p>‎So she got closer with God. Surely he's the answer, so she was trusting and believing in him</p><p>‎And then another setback came, shattered her and whatever little faith she managed to build</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎She said "I was sleeping in the night, all of a sudden I was awake and struggling to breathe"</p><p>‎"It felt like my chest was blocked, my throat was tight, tried to breathe with my mouth but I couldn't even get a little bit of air through my lips"</p><p>‎"I was crying while holding my throat, choking on breaths I was trying my best to release"</p><p>‎"I looked up in despair, I was praying to God to come save me but it's like he didn't have time for me"</p><p>‎"It's like he didn't even care about me"</p><p>‎"I've been praying to him and serving him for so long so why would he do this to me"</p><p>‎"How am I even sure he exists?"</p><p>‎"How do I know he loves me?"</p><p>"How do I know that his existence isn't just a ruse controlled by capitalists so poor people would pray to him?"</p><p>‎</p><p><br/></p><p>‎She asked a lot of other questions, while I was stunned into silence, trying to find the right words to speak</p><p>‎And then she started questioning me...</p><p>‎Asking, "I'm going through all of these things, and you're acting like you don't even care"</p><p>‎"I'm bawling my eyes out and you're without a reaction, why don't you show me your sadness and despair?"</p><p>‎But how do I tell her I have a quiz the next day, but I'm spending my nights listening to her cry</p><p>‎And I want to be a strong pillar for her to lean on so I can't show her all of the tears in my eyes</p><p>‎I have a couple of classes in the morning but I'm in the hospital just cos she said she wants to hold my hand</p><p>‎And I may seem fine, but I really care about her so what's happening is breaking me inside</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎We didn't talk much after that, I was trying to reach out but she didn't answer all of my calls</p><p>‎I'd go to visit her at the hospital, but she was acting cold, like she didn't want to see me at all</p><p>‎But I kept going anyway, praying with her cos at the end of the day all we can do is trust God</p><p>‎She was still acting cold, but she started praying and talking to God, and for me that was enough</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎We went home for the holidays, and I didn't hear from her for a while</p><p>‎So I was pretty stunned when we resumed school and she rushed at me with a smile</p><p>‎She shook my body, telling me she did a couple of tests and the results came out a few days back</p><p>‎She said the tests all returned negative, it must have been a miracle but she's happy she's fine</p><p>‎And I was happy she's fine</p><p>‎</p><p>‎There was a time she hated God, but now she can't tell her story without giving Him the glory</p><p>‎She said she had a lot of apologizing to do for pushing me away, saying that she didn't want to hurt me</p><p>‎She thought she was going to die and wanted to make sure her death wouldn't impact me</p><p>‎How do I explain that her actions hurt me more than her death could ever do to me</p><p>‎</p><p>‎But I guess it's all good now, a few months down the line, she's still healthy and kicking and smiling </p><p>‎And it brings a smile to her face when I see her smile or laugh or jump, and have fun cos I remember the times</p><p>‎When she didn't have the will to live and she'd call me and tell me that she really wished she'd just die</p><p>‎Now she's smiling everyday, talking with me and telling me how grateful she is for life </p>

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