by M D Zigo
(Copenhagen)
Emerencia: Part I
Author Zigo
"Hello, my dear. Please hurry as a rainstorm is approaching, and it seems you are not concerned. Can you observe the lightning? Can you hear the thunder? I predict a heavy downpour and thunderstorm. So, let us depart quickly before it becomes too late," Emelda cautioned her friend Emerencia.
"Go ahead," Emerencia replied. "I don't mind getting wet. Please go now, hurry! I will contact you once I arrive home."
"I will never comprehend you," Emelda responded. "Nevertheless, I must go. It is necessary." She added and swiftly departed. Emerencia observed her friend until she vanished around the corner.
She turned around and gazed upwards. The rain clouds were rapidly gathering. Shortly after, a vigorous gust of wind blew in her direction, nearly knocking her down. Finding a large rock a few meters away, she leaned against it, sheltered from the wind. However, a torrential rain poured down, accompanied by lightning and storms, leaving her completely drenched.
Emerencia was a captivating young lady. Tall, curvaceous, with luscious lips and deep blue eyes. She was blossoming into the epitome of an African woman. Her warm smile, when shared, had the power to brighten anyone's day. Yet, she seldom smiled and frequently preferred solitary moments like this one. People often wondered if she harbored deep secrets or concealed inner pain. She excelled academically and had recently turned 17. In a few months, she would be attending university.
As the inclement weather persisted, her thoughts raced. For numerous years, she had battled an internal struggle. Now, she longed for liberation - freedom from those thoughts. She needed to decide whether to let go of the past and allow karma to take its rightful course. But what if it never happened? Perhaps she had to take matters into her own hands? One thing remained certain: regardless of karma, her abuser would never escape justice.
She was once a cheerful young girl until it all transpired. In 2018, long after the Anglophone crisis commenced in Cameroon, her father's younger brother sought refuge from the insecurity that plagued the rural areas of the Anglophone regions. With nowhere else to go, he stayed with them for months. Emerencia was merely 12 at the time. However, from that tender age, she was burdened with a dark and agonizing secret that haunted her every night. Her uncle had transformed her life into a living nightmare.
Night after night, for months on end, her uncle would sneak into her bed and subject her to unspeakable abuse. Filled with fear and despair, she mustered the courage to confide in her parents, hoping they would shield her from this monstrous relative.
Unfortunately, her pleas fell on deaf ears, as her parents refused to believe her, dismissing her words as mere fantasies.
Left with no one to turn to, her childhood innocence was shattered, replaced by an intense yearning for justice and revenge. As she matured into a young woman, her pain transformed into strength, fueling her determination to seek retribution against her tormentor.
"Something must be
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