#Insert_11 My eyes were red from crying and I was shaking really hard. I couldnt control the way I cried. Soon men dressed in suites came in lead by someone who looked like a prophet. I didnt even mind them. The prophet poured water all over my mom sayin some prayer and thanking God for welcoming her spirit in heaven. I almost laughed through the tears when he said that. Because while I was still in school we had saints and they would always tell us that John 3:3 said that NO ONE will enter the kingdom of God unless he is born again. My mom was no where near that. She didnt believe anything she couldnt see. She made me that way too. They took my mom out and went with her. I couldnt believe that this was actually happening. Maybe I would wake up sometime only to realize that it was some sick joke. Scelo didnt even come near me. Good choice. I didnt want anything at all. Bandile came inside the room and he came to sit beside me. I just cried there and I told him everything and he listened without interfering Me: Bandile i killed my own mother Him: Dont be ridiculous chommie panado is not strong enough to kill a person. Me: But I gave her 3 tablets Him: Still doesnt make a difference. I wish I could believe him. But the words just kept coming back. Minentle Chantell Zulu you killed your own mother. The words echoed in my head. I then heard people humming a song. They sounded like abomama bo mthandazo (prayerful women). They hummed their way in followed by other people. When everyone was in they sang the words. It was a Sotho song. Somethin like Bana ba hao ba........ something something They love this song at funerals. Everytime I hear this song even now I just cry. Then the preacher came to the fourth and he started preaching. He was preaching about how the Lord is our Lord our God. How he will never forsake us and all that typa stuff. After preaching they prayed and departed. My eyes were itchy from all the crying. I cried anyway until I fell asleep. I woke up on a comfortable bed. I looked around and it looked one of Scelos rooms. I thought of getting up I later changed my mind. Everyone will understand if I say I dont wanna see talk be involved with anyone at the moment. Scelo came in 15 minutes later with a tray of food. Shame poor guy was actually tryin I just refused to notice. I looked at him blankly as he brought me food. Looking at it from a distance made me crave for it. It had cheese and thats all that matters. I also saw a teapot so I was certain that I was goin to love the meal. He put it beside me and I said a very low thank you. He sat on my bed and looked at me. Him: Xolo about your mom. I didnt even respond to that. I didnt know what to say and how to say it. I took a bite out of my sandwich and looked at him. Me: I appreciate the fact that youre tryin Scelo. Thanks really. Him: Im glad. I just want to give you anything that you want. Me: Anything? Him: Anything. Me: All I want right now is a descent funeral for my mom. Him: Thats sorted. Just eat your food and maybe go back to sleep. If you have difficulty I have sleeping pills. My heart sank when he said that. The same thing that killed my mother. Panado is a sleeping pill right? I ate my food and went back to sleep. Then I had an awful dream.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 15:04:32 +0000
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