Chapter 4 TROUBLE IN THE VILLAGE

Celine (The matron)

I stepped out of the orphanage home to see who was shouting out loud and disturbing everybody peace. I stepped out to see no other person that Mrs Rowland. Ever since her son has been kept in the orphanage home it has been from one threat to another. Recently she has been clamoring about getting her son back.

Rules are rules! If she can't afford a life since her husband died her child has to continue staying in the orphanage home till he's grown up to make decisions of his own.

"Where's my son? I looked through his window and I can't find him!" she shouted.

"I will advise you to go back to the field where you're meant to be, and stop disturbing the community peace" I shouted back at her angrily.

"I.... I ......I .....I need to see my baby, I want my Son. Where's he?!" she cried out even more stuttering.

"What I've you done with him?"

"Soldiers come and take this filthy thing away from here" I called on the soldiers angrily.

The soldiers came to drag her away, she didn't give up without a fight. She released herself from their grip; she stepped on one of the soldiers' feet and kicked the second one in the groin and ran towards me and slapped me hard on my face.

"You stupid disgusting animal, how could you let my son go missing" she said and spat on my face.

That's it! I wasn't going to stand still and let all this bull shit continue. I'm losing my shit right, just as I was about to grab her hair the soldiers got there in time to stop the fight from ensuing.

Mrs Rowland wasn't ready to yield, she brought out a small knife, a pocket knife out from her clothes and pointed to the people that had gathered around the scene. By now the villagers living close to the orphanage home had come outside of their houses to witness what was happening.

"Anyone who comes close to me I'm going to cut out your gut and feed it to the birds of the air. Give me my son or rather send out a search party to find him. I can't lose him too. Find him NOW!!!!!!!!!" she cried out loudly as tears ran down her cheeks.

The soldiers shouted and called for back-up

"Mrs Rowland, you have to put down the knife or things are going to get out of hand". The soldier said, trying to calm her down.

"You really think I can't do this, why don't you come closer" she threatened flashing the knife at everybody's face. Everyone gasping and giving her room.

I wasn't going to stand here and watch her make a scene in front of the orphanage home. Before the blink of an eye, a soul was about to be passed out, I found myself stabbing her with a knife. She turned around to look at who had stabbed her at the back as she gradually fell on her knees and unto the ground.

"Yo..... y...you..... sta ... .stab.....you stabbed me" she stuttered her voice barely a whisper as she began coughing out blood .

She removed the knife from her back with her last strength and laid flat with her back on the ground. Blood flowing endlessly on the ground.

"Could you.....could you.....co....come.....closer ......matron...." She said. I crouched down to her level kneeling close to her.

"What else do you want?I've ended your misery already, let me be, let the community be, " I said, my voice trembling as I had never stabbed a human being before.

"If you want me to tell Michael about you, I will, now die In peace," I said about to stand up straight not until she started laughing out.

She laughed out loud mysteriously, like a maniac.

"This is just the beg....begin....beginning......I'm go....going....going to.....torment you and all your generation and th..thi...this vi...vill...village.......for....t...the.....th...the ends of eternity" She said before she gave up the ghost.

The villagers gasped, I looked up to look at them, they looked shocked, suprised and utterly bewildered because I had stabbed Michael's mother.

"Celine, why did you have to kill her?" A villager shouted.

"What!!!!!!! I did what was right, she first threatened me...... .if I didn't end it now, she would have still threatened me again over and over again this wasn't the first time. She has been threatening me ever since her son was put in the orphanage home." I said standing over the dead body holding the knife I had just t stab her.

"Celine, put down the knife, this doesn't have to continue this way," one of the soldiers said.

"What! Stop looking at me that way.

"So this way you won't be a threat to others and also to yourself," one of the soldiers said, trying to collect the knife front me.

"Ooh, so now I'm a threat?" I scoffed, feeling betrayed and disgusted.

"I eliminated a threat and now you're referring to me as a threat?"

"I bet all of You would have done the same thing if you were in my shoes, so stop looking at me with those judging eyes you hypocrites! It's making me mad, I did the right thing" I shouted even more, defending myself.

"Celine, I beg of you to put down the knife. It doesn't have to go this way. I beg of you another person doesn't have to die," One of the soldiers said calmly.

"I did the work you all couldn't do, don't turn this around on me," I said, pointing the knife towards the soldiers that were gathered around.

The villagers that were at the scene continued chittering amongst themselves, still looking at me with judging eyes.

The trees begin to swerve left and right, following a great wind blowing everything on its path. All the villagers began to run back into their homes and shop for shelter. I dropped the knife on the ground and started running towards the gate. The wind was perfect for this moment, I couldn't afford the soldiers catching me and locking me up. As soon as I got to the gate, the gate closed up tightly. I pushed with every strength within me but the gate remained closed unwillingly to open as though the gate now had a mind of its own.

The soldiers ran towards me to capture me but a strange whirlwind out of nowhere appeared before the soldiers. The soldiers tried to wobble their way around the whirl-wind but the whirlwind began to move according to their movement, hindering them from reaching out to me.

They kept on trying to maneuver their way round the whirl-wind , as though the whirlwind became furious the whirlwind began to grow bigger into a tornado releasing lightning on their path. The soldiers saw this and took to their heels. I was still pushing and trying to push open the gate, I turned to witness a big tornado was behind her. I screamed for help, still pushing the gate, with the hope that it would open.

"Someone help!!!!!!! Anybody!!!!!" I screamed out in terror.

The tornado turned towards my direction and began to release never ending strokes of lightning on my back. I screamed and wailed as I received strokes of lightning on her back, i couldn't move a bit, she was practically glued to the gates.

The howling of the wind was loud, I doubt any of the villagers could hear or see anything.

I was left alone, while everyone hid themselves in terror and fear of the unknown because never has it been heard or witnessed that such has ever happened.

The screams of a woman whose shop is closer to the gate, brought me back into consciousness.

Today was a horror to me and anyone that was probably seeing me right now.

Those around rushed out to see what was happening, they were lost for words at the scene that was before their very eyes.

The lightning struck me, a searing pain shot through my back, my entire body convulsed, my vision blurred. I felt my bones crack and break, my skin sizzling and burning. It felt like I was being torn apart, piece by piece.

For a moment, I thought I was dying. The pain was unbearable, a torture that seemed to last an eternity. But then, as suddenly as it had begun, the pain subsided. I opened my eyes, my vision blurry and my body weak.

I struggled to move my head to look at myself, my clothes were charred and torn, my skin was burned and blistered. I could feel the broken bones beneath the surface of my skin. Every breath I took was a struggle, every movement a painful ordeal.

I tried to move, but my body refused to cooperate. I was trapped, helpless, and alone. The fear of dying consumed me. I closed my eyes, hoping that the end would come soon.

People had gathered around, pity and sympathy making their faces. Friends and families hanging unto themselves, some were in tears, while , some were trying to be brave for their-selves and loved ones

"Ho.....how......how is Celine still alive......"a woman said stuttering, she looked extremely terrified.

"He.....helppppp.....help meeeeeeee pleaseeeee" I said, my voice quivering as I shut my eyes closed.