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What is left for me?.
<p>It was a cold morning just like every other one, the rain poured down just as every other time, and all I heard was a thunder strike in the air, I rose up to my word praising the Lord who created the thunder. </p><p><br/></p><p>I did my morning routine, moved the bed, spread my bedsheet as usual and went to have a convo with my mum. </p><p> </p><p> We both had plans for the day just as we always do. I was celebrating another man's not knowing I was losing another man, The only one who cared deeply for me. It was Cole Palmer's birthday and I was wishing him cause he's my favorite. </p><p> </p><p>The next shocking news I received was a call put to my grandma from a family member telling her my dad passed.</p><p> </p><p> I was shivering, I don't know how to react, I took my kettle went to pray and was found lost in my thought, short of words, in a daze , a lot of emotion going through my mind, I couldn't put them in one piece. I left my praying room, put a call to my dad to be sure it's the wrong message the family member heard, I called relentlessly, left 134messages, called him 76times, it was switched off... </p><p> </p><p><br/></p><p>All along I was wrong about him being alive, he died. He was shot, cut with an axe in his neck, murdered ruthlessly, too much for an easygoing person, couldn't cry for help, he couldn't open his eyes to eat his last supper, he couldn't listen to my words. </p><p><br/></p><p>I was always depressed but I find a way to work with my depression and my dad loss adding to my life was a mystery. </p><p><br/></p><p>I couldn't see myself making it without him, all my joy of spending my old days with him ended, I lost my bestfriend, the only one who cared to listen to what my mind have to say. </p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>They brought his corpse and he was placed right in front of me, I couldn't find my tears, I want to scream but I just can't, I felt like my heart was pierced, it felt like the end of a tunnel and I got suicidal... </p>
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