High School Saga finale!

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Mummy came to pick me up and I was house arrested for a week. I took it as punishment for the sins I had committed. Nothing changed apart from the fact that I was being moved on a wheelchair.
Imagine the privileges I had lost due to this condition, which could have been avoided. My week of detention ended, and I was free to exit the house, my first stop was at Bud's house. His mom came to the door, shouted in anger why I was reminding her of her late son. Bud is deceased, I didn't know, no one told me.  How is it possible? To make matters worse, her car was damaged beyond repair. I tried comforting her, but the mood was unbearable, so I left & headed straight home. All I did was cry and ask God why things occured that way. Bud is gone! I cried endlessly for such a loss.

I was scared to visit Buddy; didn't know what to expect. One day his mom stopped by and gave me an open invitation to her home. I honoured the invitation; had a wonderful time except for the fact that Buddy didn't recognize me. According to his mom, he had amnesia due to the collision. That was yet devastating news.

Today, I stand as a matric candidate with no identity. Those whom I loved are nowhere on the list, their chairs are vacant, and they don't know what matric is. I'm not proud of myself either, no university acceptancy at this stage and my life depends on my matric certificate. Will I make it with flying colours? I wish COVID-19 just would grant me an honour by taking my life. I can't bare the torture anymore.

I wish to leave this world in a nanosecond. I wish to die...

The end😊

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