That morning the day was still dark approaching morning, silence and the early morning frog battled for supremacy until the blazing sirens of the school health center sounded as if it was parked at the front of my room breaking the total silence in the girls hostel for sometime I wondered if someone had been attack by asthma because of the cold weather just that my thought wouldn't align with what was really happening until I saw men of the health center with a fair face on the stretcher and members of the post graduate block came crying along with the stretcher I couldn't place my mind on whom the person was and asking questions from the girls who were crying didn't make sense to me.
One by one the other girls began to come out from their various rooms I could see the curiosity written all over their faces and the early morning almost turned into a question and answer segment in the hostel with the girls trying to satisfy their curiosity.
Who is she was the question?
The blazing sirens began and screams of their room-mate became louder as the girl was taken away by the ambulance to the health center.
Although our hostel had seven blocks it was like a community and news went far and fast but for an information that involves an ambulance it will be a little scared.
I really became curious about who was on the stretcher and what was happening I quickly made my findings and it was at block z room 20 I had a friend who stayed in that room. I lived in curiosity all day until I returned class and found out that the room-mate of block z room 20 was right in my room.
I didn't even wait for the gist already flying around in the hostel I asked what was happening to her roommate, and she replied.
"My roommate drank a full bottle of sniper insecticide attempting suicide and while we were all asleep we heard screams in our dreams only wake up and find an empty bottle of sniper insecticide."
She had a boyfriend who they both attended same primary and were best friends from secondary school-days and entered a romantic relationship with the boy after their secondary school-days they loved each other so much that they both did everything together and entered the same university as their relationship was very lovely until the evening while lovelyn met her boyfriend cheating with another girl and instead of apologizing the boyfriend called off the relationship between the both of them.
So much thought filled my heart I could only wonder what was going on in the mind of lovelyn that the only option was to settle with a bottle of sniper insecticide.
We even saw the day before we talked and laughed over some issues I never knew she had inner wounds that disturbed her until I heard the news this morning.
We all have inner wounds that we deal with from time to time, we keep these issues from others, keep a smiling face as if all is well, while the wounds continue to affect us we pretend that all is well. The beauty of life is that it comes in seasons and every season passes away no season stays forever.
Though sometimes we are deeply wounded by our loved ones with time the wounds will surely heal.
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so much for love.
i'm quite sure that the guilt in the guy's heart will fade out after some years (if not months or days). Love is they say is magic but i doubt if death is a trick.
nice piece.
Somethings can be really painful, but suicide is never a way out. She lost on both side she lost her lover and her very dear life. As the saying goes as long as there is life there is hope
We should also make use of every opportunity we have to encourage others we never can tell what they might be passing through
I hope u are good, when it comes to encouraging people.
though it is a emotional story but it is interesting.
thanks for share it with us mam @prettyjules158
Time heals wounds also. Mbok let's not drink insecticide. Lets keep hope alive. Nicely written
This story is touching! But wait oooh...how could she attempt suicide because of a guy...that is not the end of your life.....
When you are deeply hurt and your heart is wounded.....voice it out to your close friend.....their word of encouragement will help.
Thanks @prettyjules158 for sharing.
My friend love is stupid, crazy, its everything silly. Not everyone can handle a broken heart.
That is so sad. Time sure heal wounds but we should be able to open our hearts to new possibilities and give ourselves the opportunity to heal. I think we can do better for our loved ones by trying to look beyond their smiling face as well, paying more attention to their feelings and offering help when we need to, without being asked.
I like this part.
Omo.... What can i say!!!... Really feel her pains and betrayal.. But, settling for a bottle of sniper is way out of the league. Its not worth it.. Because, there will be another that will amend her heart. Nicely written, @prettyjules158. Collect your own 👍👍👍👍
No wounds can't be healed as long as it didn't kill us
Suicide isn't the best option
Very emotional story i feel sad 😔
Hmmmmmmmm.
Its true we have things that we deal with inside, not every body can say it, but I've just got to say nothing is worth dying over, because time heals all wound.