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Panic. (Short Story)

His footsteps were gentle. I didn't really hear them, I felt them. You wouldn't have heard them either. The sound of the beating of my heat would not let you. As he came closer I felt like I would implode at any second. I lay hidden underneath my bed. My forehead was cold and sweaty. My palms, wet and clammy. My mouth, dry and parched. The door handle turned slowly. I didn't see it, I felt it. In a second he was in my room. Underneath the bed my tiny body shook like a leaf in the wind. He wouldn't see me, he never did. He always felt me. It happened all too often yet it always felt like the first time. Always. His large fist wrapped itself round my tiny ankles, or was it my heart? He unceremoniously dragged me out from underneath the bed. His bloodshot eyes blazing fire, his nostrils flaring. As though to say, you already know the drill, why bother?

My screams were piercing even to my own ears as my father dragged me out from the room. My legs scratching against the wooden floor, my arms flailing around hopelessly. My cries fell on deaf ears. I
saw my tears drop to the floor and it only made me cry harder. He dragged me into the room. 
     They were there. The other man who always wore the white coat and mother. I looked at mother and she looked away, unable to look me in the eyes. How could mother watch them do this to me, night after night. Daddy held my hands still. He beckoned to the other man with a nod; pull down her pants, I'm holding her, she can't move. 

Mother. Please stop them mother. The pain, I can't take the pain mother. Please, help me! Still she refused to look at me. My tears poured freely as the man came to me. I tried to break free from daddy's tight grip as the man came nearer but I was no match for his 280 pound frame. I knew what was to follow, this had happened enough times for me to know. 

Daddy held me tight as the man held me by the waist and pulled down my panties. Again I looked to mother, one more time, for the third time. Third time's the charm, or so they said. Maybe now she'll put a stop to this, for once help me and not just look on as they caused me unbearable pain. 

He stood close behind me, so close I could feel his breath on my neck. I squeezed my teary eyes shut in dread-filled anticipation of what was to come. He forced my pant down by the side. "Stay still", he said. "Stay still Tomi, you have to take your injection" said the man in the white coat. Oh Lord, I couldn't wait to be done with this 5-day Malaria injection.

The End. 


  1. Thelma you won't kill somebody. so all this panic all because of injection! loool. Nice one.

  2. Thelmaaa oooooo. Na wa for u. See as my heart dey beat. Na which kind expensive joke be dis nau? Ah ah, I. Thought I was going to pass out. You're so full of suspense sha.

  3. Oh Lord! Thelma don't be giving me high bp for no reason o! Oh my, my heart was actually racing. Nice one.

  4. Hahahaha, chai! You got me, nice!

  5. this babe!!! I thought this was based on circumcision.

  6. Hahaha,I was breathing hard while reading dis.ThankGod its jst malaria jare

  7. wasn't funny in there beginning at all....but at the end I laughed so hard....part relief, part nostalgia....this was me some twenty something years ago...

  8. *the....I know someone will soon call me out on my typos o....but in my defense I use swype...I shall try to be more careful...before this time they will sympathize with my children...

  9. Was already @ d hedge of my sit while reading this.Hmmmmmmmm,thankGod its jst malaria jare.

  10. You got me on this again thelma...oh dear.hehehhe

  11. Madam Thelma you will not kill me o! Very nice. you can't imagine all the thoughts that had already run through my head. smh.

  12. When you read the end and then go back to read from the beginning again you'll realise just how real this is. Especially for me! I had/have phobia for injections

  13. Jeez! Thelma!! I was actually thinking it was going to be rape. The presence of her mother had me thinking tho until I finally got to the end. THUMBS UP!!! Mide.

  14. OMG! The man is the white coat is a doctor! Thelma ehn. smh. the way you made it sound ominous. Awesome piece btw.

  15. I just LOVE you Thelma!!!!! Amazing !!!!

  16. LMAO, i swear i knew it wasn't rape...i just knew it

  17. d suspense made me sit on d edge of my chair, thelma take ur time heart was beating so fast n twas just malaria

  18. Thelma don't kill me pleaaaaasssse. hmmm.

  19. Wow! nice twist...actually thought she was being raped in the presence of her mum. Thank God it's just malaria.

  20. Omg! Hilarious had my hrt in my mouth for her. Even plotted out how to run away in my head for her ( •̃͡-̮•̃͡)( •̃͡-̮•̃͡) … hέhέhέhέ … ( •̃͡-̮•̃͡)( •̃͡-̮•̃͡). First time commenting. I discovered your blog last week nd I ‎​L<3√e everything bout it.

  21. Babe I LOVE THIS PIECE!! Cant't stop laughing. Ziggy

  22. I thought it was a forced abortion. Na wa o! The fear of injections.

  23. OMG. Thelma! My heart was beating. Very fast. Injection o! Lol


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