When I was coming back in the afternoon after my first paper, I could hear cries of people from a far distance.
I was wondering what was going on, I double my step even though I was weak due to the fact that I didn't eat anything in the morning before leaving.
As I came nearer to the house, I saw mum crying hysterically, rolling on the floor,
"what's wrong"? I asked with a worried face, looking at no one in particular, my hear beat increased rapidly, beads of swear formed on my forehead, numerous thought filled my head.
"Mum, where is daddy?" I asked, this time shivers ran down my spine, a sick feeling of fear.
Her cries increased, I was speeches, it finally Dawn on me.
Dad was dead! He left without saying a word, he left my mother who had been there through thick and thin, he left his only beloved daughter who couldn't wait to see him and tell him how her day went, how the exam was.
I cried uncontrolably, I rolled on the floor screaming. Nobody could hold me, no one could console me. I had this mixed feeling, a feeling of fear, pain, anger, pity.
We mourned dad for some weeks, until gradually we started getting used to living without him.
One morning, a loud bang on the gate woke us up from sleep.
"Who could that be early this morning?" Mum asked standing up from the bed.
"Open the gate woman!" We could hear my Dad elder brother shouting.
"Good morning uncle" We greeted when I opened the gate, we wondering why he was here, in our house this early morning.
"Keep your greetings to yourself, after you have killed my brother, you think his property are yours?" My uncle hissed, I could clearly see the pure hatered he had for my mother, sometimes I wonder what might have gone wrong with the both of them, had my mother rejected his advances, choosing my father over him?
"You must be joking, before I open my eyes go in there pack your load and leave now"! Dad elder brother continued, he spat out every word with pure hatred, irritation and with no trace of emotion in his bloodshot eyes.
Mum looked at me shocked and surprised.
" Uncle don't do this to us, you know my husband just died few weeks ago, and we are yet to stand on our feet again", mum pleaded, this time I could see the fear in her eyes, I could hear desperation in her voice as she did what I was never expecting. She knelt down before my uncle.
"Please Don't send us out of my husband house", she begged, the tears rushing out of her eyes.
Uncle looked at mum with disgust, "who is your husband? Are you talking about the one you killed with your greed to talk the rest of his properties? I told my brother not to marry you, because I know you are evil, but he didn't listen, now he's in his grave" he shook his head, his back turned against us.
"Uncle please" I said after finding my voice, both knees on the ground I knelt down beside my mother, " we are not asking for anything, we just need a roof over our heads, nothing more uncle, please don't send us away, we don't have anywhere to go".
When Dad brother saw that we were wasting time begging him, he called some boys to throw out properties outside the gate and locked it.
Anger coursed through my bone as I watched him lock the gate, spat at us and left, I wonder why my uncle could be so heartless.
"How can somebody this wicked exists?" I wonder with tears rushing out of my eyes and my anger boiling.
Shamefully We picked out bags and walked out of the house, the place we once called home.
Mum and I were walking aimlessly along the street with people giving up the pity look, and some even whispering wondering what had happened to us.
We went back to Dad's elder brother, Richard to accommodate us for the time being, until mum gets a job that would be able to cater for our well being.