Greetings Hivenaija..it feels so good to participate in this week's prompt.
How often does your instinct speak to you? Do you listen and oblige? I recall a very significant incident that occurred the day of valentine. I wished I had listened to my instinct and done something to prevent it.
It was a blissful evening and I decided to step out of my house to get some toiletries. A young lady passed me by and immediately, my instincts told me "call the lady back". It happened twice but I ignored it. I thought to myself, why should I call her back, I don't even know who she is, what will I discuss with her if I eventually call her back?.
Well, I passed and went my way. I got to the supermarket, bought the toiletries and headed back home.
On my way home, I saw a group of people gathered in one spot. I was curious to know what was going on. Normally, I would have walked pass because I like to mind my business but I was really curious and moved to find out the reason for the gathering.
I managed to get through the crowd, I was so shocked to find out that the same lady my instincts asked me to call back was lying dead on the floor.
Then I asked one of the people in the crowd, "what is going on here please"?
She collapsed while walking. Oh! My God! I felt so shocked,I was shivering. How? Why? It was then that I recalled that she was actually wailing in pain when she passed me by. I should not have ignored her. I hurriedly left the place in great astonishment.
I didn't even even know how I managed to get to my house. Why didn't I listen to my instinct? Why did I prove stubborn. I felt like I had a hand in the lady's death. I could've called her back, maybe I would've been able to find out what wrong with her and I would've helped. I felt like I was selfish and my selfishness led to someone's death.
I was still shivering when I got home and I couldn't even tell anyone what happened. I was almost going into depression. It wasn't a good way to begin the year. My dad was worried about me, he didn't even how to help me because I couldn't tell anyone what happened.
Few weeks later, I was able to open up to my dad, I narrated the whole thing to my dad, he was to calm me down. I ask God for forgiveness because each day I wake up and remember the incident, I feel so horrible. If I could turn back the hands of time, if I could go back and redo what I did, just maybe would have still been alive today. I still blame myself for it till today, I would have brought her back to life I had that power.
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