Category: The K1ller’s Knife

  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 41

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 41

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 41

    By Amah’s Heart  

    Mother has just emptied the dirty water she washed clothes with on my body. 

    She poured the all the dirty water on my body while I was still kneeling and pleading for her forgiveness 

    I jolted up from my kneeling position to look at myself. Everything from my head down to my clothes was entirely soaked and dripping of smelly dirty water.

    ” What!!!!!!!!!!” Angie shouted very loud while Erica covered her mouth in shock

    I couldn’t even believe it myself. I was just standing there speechless looking at my soaked clothes in bewilderment 

    From her facial expression it is obvious that mother was not remorseful at all and she made it known in her words 

    She looks satisfying at me, proud of what she did.

    She looked at me with a håtëful stare and said 

    ” That serves you right! Leave this house and never come back here again! I håtē you Jacob and I regret the day I gave birth to you. Get out now before I lay a cμrse on you and your unborn generation!” Mother fired as she threw the now empty bucket of water at me. I narrowly dodged it and the bucket landed on the ground beside me 

    ” Please mother stop this. Haven’t you pushed him away enough…? Why are you always keeping us apart from our brother as though what he has done is so grâvé…?” Angie shouted ângríly which got me confused on if mother has told them my wrong deed or if she hasn’t 

    ” Shut up Angie and go inside both of you. Jacob is your brother quite alright but he ceased to be addressed as that four years ago! I disowned him as a part of this household and so he is déâd to us” Mother uttered eyeing me seriously and looking at me in disgust 

    Erica is the one who spoke next and from what she said, I got to understand that mother hasn’t told them what I did to father. I felt instantly relieved! Meaning that it’s only mother that I will have to plead with not three people.

    ” Angie is right in asking mother. Why are you sending Jacob away from here…? What exactly has he done to you that is so hard to let go…?”

    ” That’s none of your business Erica. Take your sister inside right now!”

    ” That’s what you always tell us mother. You keep saying that what he did is none of our business yet you are getting us affected by everything happening between you two! Do you even understand what this does to our mental health…?” Angie asked with a shaky voice as if she wants to start crying 

    ” Yes mother… either you tell us what Jacob did to you or you leave him alone already! I don’t know about Angie but I Erica is not moving an inch from this place!” Erica said defensively and her boldness sort of wowed me

    My youngest sister is this bold to defend me…? Wow! It seems I have missed out on a lot especially on seeing them grow!

    ” Me too mother. I am going nowhere! Jacob is our brother and we have all rights to be close to him except he says otherwise” Angie said to mother. She then turned to face me and asked me a question I found to be really funny 

    ” So Jacob let me ask you…do you not want us close to you as our brother…?” Erica was the one who asked me this 

    I was silent because I wasn’t in the mood to talk. Not with the present situation of things and the fact that I was beginning to catch a cold with my wet clothes. But seeing their expectant eyes, I chuckled before responding to her question 

    ” Erica I want you and Angie close to me. I also want mother to forgive me and be close to me too”  I answered sincerely 

    ” You see mother…? He says that we still have rights to him as a senior brother!” Erica said bringing out her tongue in an attempt to playfully taunt mother 

    I smiled at her boldness, easygoingness, and fun nature. I’m glad she grew into a jovial girl.

    None of what father did to them affected them negatively 

    I remember everything like yesterday, we were all mâltreated like an!mals, father doesn’t care to know if we’re alive or dëād.

    Erica almost d!ed after father hit her and she landed in the hospital and needed a blood transfusion 

    We all escaped d£âth by chance.

    Mother suffered great deal, húrtful words, inhumane actions, cürses, several fl0gging, béâting and råpping.

    She suffered a great deal and could’ve been a déâd woman if not for Flora who disagreed with father’s plans.

    I didn’t just håte father for bëãting or húrting my sisters and I

    I hâted him so much for hårting mother and treating her like tråsh.

    I was deeply traumatized with all that happened and was no longer thinking right as the håte for my father and all he did to mother became unquenchable.

    It’s good to see Erica’s liveliness 

    I’m so relieved Angie is not left out either, she grew resilient and firm. 

    It really is a thing of joy to see that my sisters grew up really bold, courageous, and resilient. I doubt if they had grown up under father’s abüse for these past four years, their wings of courage would have been long cut off to be replaced by timidity and fëâr.

    Mother seeing that she couldn’t make them do her bidding, frowned at me before walking out on us into the house.

    I used that opportunity to bond with my sister again. We got talking and they told me of the things going on in their lives. Angie who is sixteen getting to seventeen years old is in her first year in the university studying law. Erica who is about thirteen years old is in her second to the last year in secondary school.

    Throughout my period of being there, we sat outside and mother never came out again. I stayed until nightfall before I finally left the compound. 

    Before leaving them, I gave my phone which contained one of my sim cards to Erica so I will be able to reach her when I’m in school. My plan was to buy a new phone when I get to school since I have now given my own to Erica. Angie already has a phone so all I did was to get her phone number on a paper. 

    That is how I reconnected with my sisters. We were talking on the phone on a daily basis and getting to know each other on a deeper level as it should be.

    Thankfully, mother was no longer opposing them from relating with me. So I threw in my full support as their elder brother and I began to support them in the little way that I could.

    I didn’t have much but when I am sent weekly allowance by doctor Stanley, I made sure to split it into three parts; the highest amount for me, the second highest amount to Angie, and then the least amount to Erica the last born.

    I still didn’t stop begging mother for forgiveness. I got her phone number from Angie and made sure that no day passed by without me dropping her tons of apology messages. She never responded to any of them but that didn’t deter me, I still continued sending them.

    Eight years gradually passed by and now I am done with medical school all thanks to the enormous support of doctor Stanley and his wife. 

    We were asked to serve at a hospital before our final graduation and that is where I met a beautiful young lady; Nancy. Her beauty was so breathtaking that I couldn’t get my eyes off her.

    She was also a medical student but from a different school. I approached her for friendship and she was reluctant at first but she later obliged after assurances from me that I meant no harm. We became close friends and I used that medium to study her to know her true character, nature, and personality.

    I must admit, Nancy has so many amazing qualities and she is every man’s dream woman. So I wasted no time in asking her to be my girlfriend and she gladly said yes to me.

    After I completed my medical school and graduated, doctor Stanley helped me secure a good employment in a hospital with a high paying salary.

    Angie my younger sister is done with university and married with a child. That hasn’t stopped me from being a big brother to her as I ensured she was sent financial support on a monthly basis. 

    Erica is currently in her third year in the university and since I am financially buoyant, I took over her personal and academic bills from mother.

    I also made sure mother was well taken care of. Even though she wasn’t talking to me, I was always sending her huge sums of money every week. Erica was my informant and told me that mother is putting the money into good use; renting a more comfortable apartment and opening a provision shop for herself. I was quite happy to know that she is taking good care of herself.

    Everything was going smoothly for me in my profession and to top it all, Nancy accepted my marriage proposal and now we are officially engaged to be married. In three months, I decided that it was about time I started a new phrase in my life which is marriage. 

    I had to introduce doctor Stanley and Mrs Vivian to her as my parents. And with time I met with her parents too.

    The marriage plans arrangement and the payment of Nancy’s bride price kick-started. A date for my traditional and wedding ceremony was fixed.

    With the support of the two families, Nancy and I successfully got married traditionally. Later on we tied the knot in a moderate wedding ceremony. 

    It is a really sad thing that mother blatantly refused to be a part of anything that has to do with me so she wasn’t present at any of the ceremonies. Mr and Mrs Wedi tried pleading with her to come but she blatantly refused.

    Erica and Angie were very happy for me and they soon got so attached to Nancy. They loved her for her good attributes added with the fact that she treated them well and showered them with lots of love. 

    It was through Erica my talkative sister that Nancy got to know that Mrs Vivian wasn’t my biological mother. Throughout that month, Nancy was constantly asking me why I didn’t want to tell her what the problem was between me and mother. She was always pestering me with questions on why my biological mother didn’t want to meet with her or get involved in our union as a couple.

    I had no choice but to open up to Nancy about the severed relationship mother and I have. But despite her insistence, I refused to tell her what led to that. 

    Initially she thought it was because mother didn’t like her but I kept assuring that it was nothing of sort and that mother had issues with me before she came into the picture. She wasn’t convinced but had to let it slide when I began avoiding the topic anytime she brought it up. 

    She asked to see what her biological mother in law looked like, so I showed her mother’s pictures on my phone. We soon moved on fine and gradually we stopped talking about mother. 

    Already I had stopped sending mother the daily apology messages. I guess I’m just tired of constantly begging for her forgiveness without receiving it, but that didn’t stop me from caring or taking care of her from a distance.

    Six months after my marriage, I got home in the evening very tired only to meet mother and my wife sitting on a couch in my sitting room. 

    Mother was watching a comedy television channel while laughing sheepishly and gisting with Nancy like they have known each other all their lives. It was just too shocking!

    Something seems to be off about mother. I don’t know why but I have a feeling that something is wrong somewhere. 

    If not then how would someone who has refused to see me for years, for decades suddenly come to my house unannounced and was sitting on my couch gisting and laughing with my wife like all is well…?

    The whole thing just seems odd or maybe I am simply overthinking things. I don’t know what is going on but I just pray in my heart that I’m safe.

    ” Mother…?” I called still in doubt and inwardly wondering if the woman I’m seeing here is in a dream or this is real.

    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 41

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 41

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 41

    By Amah’s Heart  

    Mother has just emptied the dirty water she washed clothes with on my body. 

    She poured the all the dirty water on my body while I was still kneeling and pleading for her forgiveness 

    I jolted up from my kneeling position to look at myself. Everything from my head down to my clothes was entirely soaked and dripping of smelly dirty water.

    ” What!!!!!!!!!!” Angie shouted very loud while Erica covered her mouth in shock

    I couldn’t even believe it myself. I was just standing there speechless looking at my soaked clothes in bewilderment 

    From her facial expression it is obvious that mother was not remorseful at all and she made it known in her words 

    She looks satisfying at me, proud of what she did.

    She looked at me with a håtëful stare and said 

    ” That serves you right! Leave this house and never come back here again! I håtē you Jacob and I regret the day I gave birth to you. Get out now before I lay a cμrse on you and your unborn generation!” Mother fired as she threw the now empty bucket of water at me. I narrowly dodged it and the bucket landed on the ground beside me 

    ” Please mother stop this. Haven’t you pushed him away enough…? Why are you always keeping us apart from our brother as though what he has done is so grâvé…?” Angie shouted ângríly which got me confused on if mother has told them my wrong deed or if she hasn’t 

    ” Shut up Angie and go inside both of you. Jacob is your brother quite alright but he ceased to be addressed as that four years ago! I disowned him as a part of this household and so he is déâd to us” Mother uttered eyeing me seriously and looking at me in disgust 

    Erica is the one who spoke next and from what she said, I got to understand that mother hasn’t told them what I did to father. I felt instantly relieved! Meaning that it’s only mother that I will have to plead with not three people.

    ” Angie is right in asking mother. Why are you sending Jacob away from here…? What exactly has he done to you that is so hard to let go…?”

    ” That’s none of your business Erica. Take your sister inside right now!”

    ” That’s what you always tell us mother. You keep saying that what he did is none of our business yet you are getting us affected by everything happening between you two! Do you even understand what this does to our mental health…?” Angie asked with a shaky voice as if she wants to start crying 

    ” Yes mother… either you tell us what Jacob did to you or you leave him alone already! I don’t know about Angie but I Erica is not moving an inch from this place!” Erica said defensively and her boldness sort of wowed me

    My youngest sister is this bold to defend me…? Wow! It seems I have missed out on a lot especially on seeing them grow!

    ” Me too mother. I am going nowhere! Jacob is our brother and we have all rights to be close to him except he says otherwise” Angie said to mother. She then turned to face me and asked me a question I found to be really funny 

    ” So Jacob let me ask you…do you not want us close to you as our brother…?” Erica was the one who asked me this 

    I was silent because I wasn’t in the mood to talk. Not with the present situation of things and the fact that I was beginning to catch a cold with my wet clothes. But seeing their expectant eyes, I chuckled before responding to her question 

    ” Erica I want you and Angie close to me. I also want mother to forgive me and be close to me too”  I answered sincerely 

    ” You see mother…? He says that we still have rights to him as a senior brother!” Erica said bringing out her tongue in an attempt to playfully taunt mother 

    I smiled at her boldness, easygoingness, and fun nature. I’m glad she grew into a jovial girl.

    None of what father did to them affected them negatively 

    I remember everything like yesterday, we were all mâltreated like an!mals, father doesn’t care to know if we’re alive or dëād.

    Erica almost d!ed after father hit her and she landed in the hospital and needed a blood transfusion 

    We all escaped d£âth by chance.

    Mother suffered great deal, húrtful words, inhumane actions, cürses, several fl0gging, béâting and råpping.

    She suffered a great deal and could’ve been a déâd woman if not for Flora who disagreed with father’s plans.

    I didn’t just håte father for bëãting or húrting my sisters and I

    I hâted him so much for hårting mother and treating her like tråsh.

    I was deeply traumatized with all that happened and was no longer thinking right as the håte for my father and all he did to mother became unquenchable.

    It’s good to see Erica’s liveliness 

    I’m so relieved Angie is not left out either, she grew resilient and firm. 

    It really is a thing of joy to see that my sisters grew up really bold, courageous, and resilient. I doubt if they had grown up under father’s abüse for these past four years, their wings of courage would have been long cut off to be replaced by timidity and fëâr.

    Mother seeing that she couldn’t make them do her bidding, frowned at me before walking out on us into the house.

    I used that opportunity to bond with my sister again. We got talking and they told me of the things going on in their lives. Angie who is sixteen getting to seventeen years old is in her first year in the university studying law. Erica who is about thirteen years old is in her second to the last year in secondary school.

    Throughout my period of being there, we sat outside and mother never came out again. I stayed until nightfall before I finally left the compound. 

    Before leaving them, I gave my phone which contained one of my sim cards to Erica so I will be able to reach her when I’m in school. My plan was to buy a new phone when I get to school since I have now given my own to Erica. Angie already has a phone so all I did was to get her phone number on a paper. 

    That is how I reconnected with my sisters. We were talking on the phone on a daily basis and getting to know each other on a deeper level as it should be.

    Thankfully, mother was no longer opposing them from relating with me. So I threw in my full support as their elder brother and I began to support them in the little way that I could.

    I didn’t have much but when I am sent weekly allowance by doctor Stanley, I made sure to split it into three parts; the highest amount for me, the second highest amount to Angie, and then the least amount to Erica the last born.

    I still didn’t stop begging mother for forgiveness. I got her phone number from Angie and made sure that no day passed by without me dropping her tons of apology messages. She never responded to any of them but that didn’t deter me, I still continued sending them.

    Eight years gradually passed by and now I am done with medical school all thanks to the enormous support of doctor Stanley and his wife. 

    We were asked to serve at a hospital before our final graduation and that is where I met a beautiful young lady; Nancy. Her beauty was so breathtaking that I couldn’t get my eyes off her.

    She was also a medical student but from a different school. I approached her for friendship and she was reluctant at first but she later obliged after assurances from me that I meant no harm. We became close friends and I used that medium to study her to know her true character, nature, and personality.

    I must admit, Nancy has so many amazing qualities and she is every man’s dream woman. So I wasted no time in asking her to be my girlfriend and she gladly said yes to me.

    After I completed my medical school and graduated, doctor Stanley helped me secure a good employment in a hospital with a high paying salary.

    Angie my younger sister is done with university and married with a child. That hasn’t stopped me from being a big brother to her as I ensured she was sent financial support on a monthly basis. 

    Erica is currently in her third year in the university and since I am financially buoyant, I took over her personal and academic bills from mother.

    I also made sure mother was well taken care of. Even though she wasn’t talking to me, I was always sending her huge sums of money every week. Erica was my informant and told me that mother is putting the money into good use; renting a more comfortable apartment and opening a provision shop for herself. I was quite happy to know that she is taking good care of herself.

    Everything was going smoothly for me in my profession and to top it all, Nancy accepted my marriage proposal and now we are officially engaged to be married. In three months, I decided that it was about time I started a new phrase in my life which is marriage. 

    I had to introduce doctor Stanley and Mrs Vivian to her as my parents. And with time I met with her parents too.

    The marriage plans arrangement and the payment of Nancy’s bride price kick-started. A date for my traditional and wedding ceremony was fixed.

    With the support of the two families, Nancy and I successfully got married traditionally. Later on we tied the knot in a moderate wedding ceremony. 

    It is a really sad thing that mother blatantly refused to be a part of anything that has to do with me so she wasn’t present at any of the ceremonies. Mr and Mrs Wedi tried pleading with her to come but she blatantly refused.

    Erica and Angie were very happy for me and they soon got so attached to Nancy. They loved her for her good attributes added with the fact that she treated them well and showered them with lots of love. 

    It was through Erica my talkative sister that Nancy got to know that Mrs Vivian wasn’t my biological mother. Throughout that month, Nancy was constantly asking me why I didn’t want to tell her what the problem was between me and mother. She was always pestering me with questions on why my biological mother didn’t want to meet with her or get involved in our union as a couple.

    I had no choice but to open up to Nancy about the severed relationship mother and I have. But despite her insistence, I refused to tell her what led to that. 

    Initially she thought it was because mother didn’t like her but I kept assuring that it was nothing of sort and that mother had issues with me before she came into the picture. She wasn’t convinced but had to let it slide when I began avoiding the topic anytime she brought it up. 

    She asked to see what her biological mother in law looked like, so I showed her mother’s pictures on my phone. We soon moved on fine and gradually we stopped talking about mother. 

    Already I had stopped sending mother the daily apology messages. I guess I’m just tired of constantly begging for her forgiveness without receiving it, but that didn’t stop me from caring or taking care of her from a distance.

    Six months after my marriage, I got home in the evening very tired only to meet mother and my wife sitting on a couch in my sitting room. 

    Mother was watching a comedy television channel while laughing sheepishly and gisting with Nancy like they have known each other all their lives. It was just too shocking!

    Something seems to be off about mother. I don’t know why but I have a feeling that something is wrong somewhere. 

    If not then how would someone who has refused to see me for years, for decades suddenly come to my house unannounced and was sitting on my couch gisting and laughing with my wife like all is well…?

    The whole thing just seems odd or maybe I am simply overthinking things. I don’t know what is going on but I just pray in my heart that I’m safe.

    ” Mother…?” I called still in doubt and inwardly wondering if the woman I’m seeing here is in a dream or this is real.

    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 37

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 37

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 37

    By Amah’s Heart  

    Four years Later.

    Today is my release day and I am more than happy to breathe the air of freedom after four years of being confined in the pr!son here.

    I was impr!soned as a sixteen year old boy but today I am leaving as a twenty year old young adult. How time flies!

    My mind went down memory lane to that day I had fainted in the court room. I was immediately rushed to the hospital where I was resuscitated and a series of tests were carried out on me by the medical personnel over there. 

    Thank God it wasn’t anything serious, it was prolonged typhoid in my system that was manifesting itself in full force

    high emotional tension and my mental state wasn’t very stable.

    I was treated wholly and doctor Stanley bought the drugs prescribed for me. It was after spending about two days in the prison hospital, I was discharged. 

    The police officers did not even allow me to rest properly and get the required treatment before I was driven to the juvenile pr!son right from the hospital.

    It is there I served my pr!son term in a cell of eleven male prisoners, most of which were my age grade and above.

    From the interactions within themselves, I could tell the different personalities of my cell mates. I noticed those who were bμllies and those who were coolheaded like me.

    The majority of us are products of broken homes.

    But few were very privileged, atleast those ones still got their parents together in good terms but these kids chose a drëâdful path, going astray were their choice not because they were pushed or subjected to.

    I don’t pity those ones, they had a great opportunity, a bright future, they could’ve made their parents proud but instead they decided to become bâd and bring d!sgrace to them.

    I wish I had a good and loving father,  a caring and protective mother 

    I wish I come from a peaceful, Godly family.

    My case and some others in my shoe are totally different.

    We had little or no choice, we were trâμmâtised, abμsed, mâltreated and disregarded by the very people that were supposed to protect us.

    Some of our cr!mes råging from abμse, m0l£station, th£ft and mμrder case 

    I try to avoid getting into messy situations while in the pr!son.

    I didn’t want any tr0uble so I avoided making friends with anyone. I was always keeping to myself as a loner. 

    It is very true that time flies because before I knew it, a year soon passed. 

    Then gradually it became four years which signaled an end to my stay in this m!serable place called juvenile cell.

    I must confess that my four years in this pr!son has been the toughest season of my life since I was born into this earth. 

    It is in this place, I learnt lessons and became exposed to the kind of life I wasn’t so used to and it wasn’t easy at all

    In the morning on which I am going to be discharged to go home, I woke up feeling so energized and happy.

    I miss my freedom a lot. I miss seeing my family and the many other things that the four years ja!l term actually deprived me of. 

    Coming to pr!son had stagnated a whole lot of things in my life; first it term!nâted my admission and then it ended up cutting me off from the fun of the world 

    It wasn’t easy honestly. At first I had a hard time adjusting to my new reality but with time, I began to accept it.

    And today I have been able to smoothly scale through all thanks to good people like doctor Stanley and his wife, Mrs Riga the kind senior police lady I met here, and the nice anonymous person who brings food for me weekly.

    The person that brings me food always wanted to remain anonymous and so wardens assigned to our cell didn’t tell me who exactly but I enjoyed the meal anyway because we seldomly gets enough food to eat.

    That food that the person brings was like a manner from heaven.

    I am feeling happy to be set free and I just cannot wait to re-experience everything I have missed out on!

    The cell was opened by midday and I was ushered out by one of the pr!son officers after a new set of undies were handed over to me 

    I was directed to the counter demarcation that was directly opposite the door that led outside the pr!son 

    I stood there with my eyes staring outside. I was busy fantasizing and smiling to myself out of the excitement that only me will ever truly understand 

    A pol!ce woman I earlier got to know as Mrs Riga came to me. I saw that she was carrying my cloth with her right hand. 

    She walked over to where I stood and stretched my old shirt and a trouser over to me, whilst smiling sweetly as she announced to me 

    ” Congratulations Jacob. You are finally free to go home. I’m so happy for you!”

    I giggled and I gently grabbed the cloth from her hand. I wore the shirt and turned to Mrs Riga covered in smiles and with my heart filled with so much gratitude for all she has done for me

    ” Thank you Mrs Riga. You had always made sure that I had the biggest share of food and meat during meal times. You ensured that I ate my food even when I wasn’t in the mood to. You were always there to cheer me up when I was sad and also you made sure that no pr!son officer mistreated me. I don’t know how best to say this but honestly Mrs Riga you are the best! Thank you so much” I said smiling and I meant every word. 

    Mrs Riga is more of a Godsent to me and I greatly appreciate her essence and contributions in my life. She is a senior police lady and she is happily married with three teenage female children who are based in America.

    She met me in my cell sitting without interacting with anyone. She had immediately picked an interest in me due to my quiet nature. From that moment on, she became like a guardian and a mother figure to me in pr!son.

    She took good care of me in the best way she could. Making sure I ate well and that I wasn’t mistreated by anyone.

    Except when she’s not around.

    The warmest memory I have of Mrs Riga is on the day she asked me why I did what got me impr!soned as a juvenile. 

    After the evening meal of that day, we continued sitting there when everyone else left the hall and she commanded that nobody should interrupt us

    I had nothing to hide anymore so I opened up and told her everything about all my childhood trâμmas and the pâins father caused me and the family. 

    I told her about doctor Stanley and his family. I also told her how I lost my admission and from the year we were talking, I should have probably been in my second year in the university. 

    After I finished baring my heart to her, I expected her to judge my actions or see me in a bad light like all the rest did but she didn’t do any of that. Instead Mrs Riga pulled me into a tight hug and patted my back in a motherly manner 

    I remember her whispering into my ears as we hugged that old things have passed and that I needed to fully embrace my past and move on from it.

    She gave me more advice not to allow my present situation to determine my future. She even told me that I was an amazing child who needs love and care to heal completely from the emotional wounds that my childhood gave to me 

    Those words she told me were therapeutic and soul lifting. Mrs Riga was right about everything she advised. I should never give up rather I should heal and move on from the past and completely embrace the present.

    I began to see the need to start on a clean slate and become the medical doctor which I have always dreamt to be before this happened to me.

    ” I am glad I was able to make you comfortable Jacob. Starting today I want you to go out there and make me proud… you’re my foster son. I see a lot of potential in you and I know that you will someday become one of the world’s celebrated doctors” Mrs Riga said and I smiled shyly as I looked at her lovingly. 

    Inasmuch as it sounded sarcastic, I still respected her viewpoints. What she said just gets me wondering how a homeless and rejected boy like me will become a celebrated doctor as an ex-convict.

    ” Thank you once more Mrs Riga. I’m happy I met you because you made my four years here worthwhile”

    ” Jacob I’m really going to miss you so much when you leave” Mrs Riga said in an emotional voice. I was scared that she will cry with the way her lips keep trembling with deep emotions 

    ” I will miss you too Mrs Riga….but I believe everything will balance soon. I will occasionally come and visit you in your place so we won’t miss each other too much” I promised because for real I am really going to miss her very much too

    My words calmed Mrs Riga down and she smiled mildly yet I could still see the intense sadness in her eye. 

    ” It’s okay Jacob. My home will always be open to you at anytime and anyday. Already I have told my husband a lot about you and I know he will be very excited to meet with you in person!”

    ” Thank you very much Mrs Riga. I’ll be excited to meet him whenever I visit”

    ” It’s alright Jacob. So you said yesterday that doctor Stanley will be the one you will be staying with right…? Are you going to be comfortable over there…?” Mrs Riga asked out of concern for me 

    ” Of course Mrs Riga…doctor Stanley is like a father to me and his wife is like a mother whom I respect and honor”

    ” Isn’t he supposed to be here by now or wasn’t he informed that today is your release day…?” Mrs Riga asked whilst looking at her wristwatch 

    ” The officers called him yesterday to inform him that I will be released by midday today…so I believe that he is already on his way by now” I responded to her question smiling warmly 

    ” It’s okay if you say so Jacob. Just take care of yoursel..” Mrs Riga’s words were abruptly interrupted by someone who called my name loudly from the door

    ” Jacob!!!!!!!!!!!!”

    I turned to stare at the person but I couldn’t remember who it was. The person looked very strange to me which got me wondering how and where the person knew me from.

    It soon clicked and I was in awe. My eyes popped open in amazement as I couldn’t believe my eye immediately I realised who it was.

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 33

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 33

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 33

    By Amah’s Heart 

    I was crying helplessly by the time I was done telling doctor Stanley everything that happened with father and how I eventually k!lled him. 

    I even told him the part mother found out about what I did through father’s letter and she decided not to have anything to do with me again.

    Doctor Stanley didn’t say anything as I spoke pâíñfully from my heart. He just kept nodding his head to show that he was listening attentively 

    I know this is a huge risk I am taking which I might end up regretting but I didn’t care anymore about the outcome. 

    I just really need someone to unburden my heart to, and since he is the only available person then it’s fine by me.

    All I want right now is to free myself of the worries in my heart. I don’t mind facing the consequences afterwards since I know that I deserve it anyways.

    Mother has left me and I might never get to see my sisters anymore so what more is even there to protect again…?

    I know the greatest he will do is to send me packing from his house to protect himself and his wife from a mμrdérer like me. Or better still he will sell me out to the police but then so what…?

    I don’t care anymore about how he is going to react to it! I’m done trying to hold it in while dying of gúilt on the inside because I have nobody to share it with. I’ve just decided to accept my fate!

    If he sends me packing then I’ll go away and likely commit sμ¡cide on the road instead of living in this continuous shame and reproach

    But if it’s the latter then I’ll just surrender to the police or even k¡ll myself before they come to arrést me.

    Mother chasing out of the house and out of her life shattered me into pieces.

    There’s nothing to live for anymore, I won’t think twice before taking myself off this cold and w¡cked world 

    Doctor Stanley still didn’t say anything even after five minutes of telling him my story and all I did wrong. 

    I was expecting him to shout, sprang up in shock, or squeeze his face in disgust and maybe walk out of the room to tell his wife but he did none of that. 

    He just kept calm and after about five additional minutes, he heaved heavily. I prepared my mind to hear what he was going to tell me and honestly I expected the worst, not until I heard him ask me

    ” Do you mind a warm hug…? I feel like you need a hug right now. It has this therapeutic effect that will help you feel better. Do you mind trying…?” 

    I was shocked to hear that from doctor Stanley and I actually thought that it was my ears playing tricks on me.  

    Did he not hear all the things I told him I did, that I as a 14 year old boy k¡lled someone who is my own father…? 

    I continued looking at him skeptically to be sure he wasn’t mentally s¡ck or déâf.

    Doctor Stanley smiled in his usual warm way and outstretched his hands to show that he was actually serious about what he said earlier 

    ” Yo…yo..you… want me to hug you…?” I asked with a shaky voice feeling really touched by this act of affection 

    When he nodded in affirmation, I jumped into his hands and he engulfed me in a tight warm hug. 

    It’s the first time to be hugged by someone and honestly the feeling was awesome especially now that I feel like I am not worth any show of affection.

    I don’t deserve anything good and I never expect, so that I won’t get my hopes dashed. 

    Doctor Stanley shocked me

    No one has ever offered me a hug or show me care like he was doing right now.

    I silently hope it’s not a trick.

    I wept on his shoulders like a new born child and he was patting my back soothingly urging me to let it all out without attempting to hold it in

    I soon felt relieved and stopped crying after a while but I still didn’t want to disengage from the hug so quickly 

    I didn’t want to let go because in his arms I feel the safety and warmth that I had never felt before in my life. It was as if a father was securing his child.

    I guess doctor Stanley understood my emotions at that moment and didn’t pull away from the hug until I did so myself.

    It was an embarrassing moment for me so after disengaging from the hug, I shyly bent my head looking at the bed. 

    I was biting my upper lips nervously and was quiet without saying anything

    ” You don’t have to feel embarrassed Jacob. Tell me…how do you feel now…? Do you feel more relieved than you were earlier…?” Doctor Stanley asked softly and lifted my head to stare at him.

    He was equally looking at me but I noticed something heartwarming. He had this affectionate glint in his eyes which got me wondering why he was being so caring towards me

    ” Why are you being this nice to me…? Or didn’t you hear what I said about k¡lling my father and trying to cover it up…? Aren’t you scared that I might try to do the same thing to you and aunty Vivian who has been so nice to me…?” I asked with confusion evidently plastered on my face 

    ” I am not in any way scared of you Jacob. Infact I admire you a lot after everything you’ve told me. Your story shows the inner strength which you or your mother is failing to see. Don’t get me wrong I am not applauding what you did to your father… but I see a young boy who was only fighting to protect himself and his loved ones from perpetual tormentor. Your only cr¡me is that you went about it the wrong way….”

    I began crying again as I heard this soothing words from doctor Stanley. Everything he said felt like balm to my w0úñded soul and I’m glad to know that there is someone who understands me.

    “…since the first day that I saw you at the hospital…I took a liking to you and I saw a boy with a great future. In you, I saw a successful medical doctor. You are like a son to me Jacob and I believe in you to accomplish your dream of becoming a medical doctor like myself” Doctor Stanley said patting my back 

    I shook my head vigorously indicating a No. My voice was cracking as I was talking to doctor Stanley and telling what I truly felt about myself 

    ” I doubt that doctor Stanley. I don’t believe in myself anymore. Mother has abandoned me to my fate and it’s obvious that there’s nobody to support my dreams. The truth is staring at me in the face that at my young age I am all alone in this miserable life of mine!” 

    Doctor Stanley sighed and stopped patting my back, instead he brought his right hand to my cheek. He cleaned the tears using his own hand and it made my heart flutter at the show of care

    ” I am here as a father for you Jacob and I’ll always be here whenever you need me. No matter the level you want to go in your education and future… you can count on me to support you whether financially, emotionally, or otherwise. And for the record…this house is now your home too so you’re officially an occupant of this house until whenever you feel okay to be independent” Doctor Stanley pledged smiling 

    I was elated and my heart was bubbling with joy as I heard that. I shouted in excitement and unconsciously jumped on him in a tight hug 

    ” Thank you very much doctor Stanl..” I was about to say when at that exact moment, someone barged into the bedroom abruptly cutting short my words and my period of excitement 

    I pulled away from the hug to see that it is Mrs Vivian and her face was not smiling at all. She was boiling in fury and it got me wondering why 

    ” Never! Not under my watch will my husband become a father figure to a mμrdérer! Stanley you want to sponsor a boy who is his own father’s k¡ller…? Are you under a spell or is our childlessness affecting you this bad…? In fact this boy is leaving our house today or else I’ll call the police on him myself!” Mrs Vivian blurted these words out to the surprise of me and doctor Stanley who never knew she has been eavesdropping on us behind the door.

    I was scared. 

    My body began to shake with féar 

    Oh no, not again! What kind of tr0μble is this again. 

    I’m tired!

    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 28

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 28

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 28

    By Amah’s Heart 

    Turns out that father is the one who called her and begged her to come home that he is sending Flora out of the house. 

    Honestly I couldn’t believe that mother could even have the heart to listen to father after all the shame and hum!liation he had put her through

    Is this how much her love for father runs deep…? I just couldn’t believe it 

    Mother continued staring in disdain at Flora and m0çkingly taunting her. As for me, I simply stood there and was watching everything quietly

    ” Did the cats suddenly tie your tongue Flora…? How sweet is it to be begging your lover boy to let you into his house but he clearly doesn’t want to…?” Mother said in sarcasm and she was visibly grinning so as to ridicule flora

    Flora’s face twitched in sorrows and her tears continued falling uncontrollably which made me understand that she was torn apart by mother’s questions 

    ” I’m sorry Felicia. I wish I could turn the hands of time then I would have done everything differently….” Flora said parabolically and cr!ed even more probably out of regrets for k!lling Keto

    “…Jamie swept me off my feet by his sweet talks of deceit… he.. he.. he… made me do things I naturally wouldn’t have thought of doing. I’m so sorry Felicia!” 

    Mother continued talking regardless of her pleas. The grin on her face had disappeared and was replaced with bitterness which indicated in her voice 

    ” This serves you right Flora! For Christ sake… we were friends and yet you could go behind me to snatch my husband….? Well I’m happy that God who never fails is puñíshing you for my sake…so leave my home and never you return. Husband snatcher… get out!” Mother blurted out and ângrily picked one of Flora’s bags and threw it far away  

    “…you are even lucky that it’s just twice that Jamie beat you and yet you landed in the hospital..? Is it not the same you that ran your mouth like tap and got my young son into trøúble…? You needed to have seen the way Jamie beat my son Jacob all thanks to you!” Mother fired at Flora who couldn’t take it anymore

    ” I’m sorry Felicia… I regret everything now. Sincerely I never knew Jamie was this an¡malistic until I tasted what it feels like to be in your shoes and that of your children. Being with Jamie is a very h0rrific experience for me…it makes me realize that Keto my husband was a good man..” Flora kept on pouring out her heart whilst still crying profusely

    One after the the other, our neighbors dispersed to their houses since their banters were taking longer than it should be. I guess they decided to mind their business and focus on their lives instead of that of mother and Flora

    ” I don’t care about your emotions flora. In fact I pray those brù!ses on your body never erase so that it will serve as a constant reminder never to go about snatching other people’s husbands again… especially my husband Jamie!” 

    I scoffed at hearing mother’s words. And to imagine that she’s only blaming Flora and leaving father out of it..? 

    Can a full grown man really be snatched except he wants to…? From the look of things it’s glaringly obvious that it was father who first went after Flora for love and not the other way around 

    “…you’ve overstayed your welcome flora…get out of my compound! You are not needed here in this house… leave now before I go in there and boil the hot water which I’ll bathe you with!” Mother said and impatiently went to where Flora knelt and pμshed her down 

    I was getting fed up by mother’s hársh behavior and the way she is protecting father through her actions and words. 

    Does she even know that Flora is the reason she’s still breathing today and not her irresponsible husband….? 

    If not for Flora, mother would’ve been a déâd person 

    I’m sure if she knows what I know now she would even be thanking Flora instead 

    ” It’s okay Felicia.. I’m going to go. I know you love your husband very much but please be careful about him…he is far more dâñgerous than you think he is. You are a good woman and you do not deserve a térríble person like Jamie who doesn’t love or adore women” Flora said as she got up and was slowly dusting the sand on her knees 

    ” I love Jamie whichever way he chooses to be Flora, so keep your unsolicited advice for yourself.. or better still retain it for your dëâd husband Keto… he will need it more!” mother said these words with so much véπøm that it sank deep

    Normally mother warned us not to interfere in adults talk but after she mentioned Keto, I had to speak up

    ” That’s enough mother! Please you’ve said enough already…so let peace reign. Keto is no more and should be allowed to rest in peace without being dragged into matters like this” I said with my voice laced with displeasure 

    Mother looked from Flora to me and her eyes softened a little. She inhaled and exhaled until she was calm before addressing Flora for the last time.

    ” You had better not let me see you here by the time I’m back with my children in the evening time” mother said dismissively to Flora. She further sized Flora up with her eyes and hissed very loudly before she walked away. 

    I watched Flora cleaned her tears and one by one she gathered her bags in a heap at a corner without saying a word. I felt pity for her and even thought of asking her where Claire is but I decided it was best to mind my business.

    After she was done, she spoke with someone over the phone and in a few minutes, a taxi arrived. The driver helped her in packing her things inside.

    Soon after that, Flora left our compound in tears and so many regrets. I didn’t know if I still disliked her but I knew one thing for sure, which is that my håtrëd for father and the desire to k!ll him multiplied in a million folds.

    Mother later went back to her base and didn’t return back the following day 

    Mother didn’t come home that day as she said to Flora and over three days has passed she didn’t show up. It got me wondering if she changed her mind or something else went wrong…?

    I felt happy within me because I know for sure that if mother comes back home and father suddenly d!és, she will be the one at the receiving end of the suspicions and I didn’t want that for her 

    So whatever it is that is keeping her from returning home despite father’s pleas, I am thankful as I wouldn’t want to get her involved in what I was doing.

    Right from the day Flora left four days ago, I was adding the substance little by little to father’s every meal. I wanted him to d!£ very fast but since it’s a slow p0!son, I knew it was k!lling him slowly and he will only drop déâd after a maximum of five days.

    Today is the fourth day and since father isn’t yet dé@d, it means he is likely dying tonight or tomorrow. 

    I smiled as I imagined how på!nful it is to be k!lled by the k!ller’s kn!fé. 

    I could have loved to see that look on father’s face as he struggled to take his last breath but I didn’t want to stay and then be accused of his dëåth afterwards.

    It isn’t a good idea to be home when his dëåth eventually happens. That’s why I have decided to visit mother’s place today with the excuse that I want to convince her to come home with me. 

    I plan to stay there for some days until the news of father dying reaches everyone, then I will come back and pretend like I know nothing about it. So I quickly packed my bags and after getting father’s approval using my well crafted excuse, I left to mother’s place. 

    Getting there, I was surprised to meet mother going about her daily activities in jolly manner and acting so unbothered.

    I didn’t ask mother anything until the next day when we were sitting on a bench and gisting as mother and son.

    That was when I threw in the question on why she didn’t come home even after father kept calling her on the phone to apologize and plead with her to return 

    Mother responded that she thought things through and realized that Flora was right about father not deserving her. She said that she will go back to father only if he comes here by himself and promises not to béåt or bring another woman into the house again.

    We were still talking when a taxi rode into the compound. I was wondering who it was until I saw father’s friend Wedi coming out of the taxi. 

    He ran to where we sat and threw himself on the ground while crying like a child. I let out a small smile because I could already guess what this is about 

    Mother was worried and continually asked him what the problem was for him to be behaving this way. For me, I was just sitting calmly not moved at all 

    ” It..it…it … it’s.. your.. husband Felicia… it’s Jamie ooo…ah!” Wedi exclaimed wailing and crying at the same time 

    ” Jamie…? What about him…?” Mother asked anxiously as she stood up from the bench immediately 

    It is at this point that Wedi broke the most heartwarming news I have heard in a long while to mother and I 

    ” Jamie is déâd! Your husband is déâd ohh! He slumped at his shop and when taken to the hospital…he was confirmed dëād! Jamie is gone forever..oh God!”

    “… somebody is behind it and we will get to the root of it..”

    My heart began to skip, this could be a big tróúble 

    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 9

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 9

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 9

    By Amah’s Heart

    Mother and I sat in the doctor’s office patiently waiting for him to join us but it’s been seven minutes already and he still isn’t here. 

    I sighed in exhaustion as I stared at mother whose face remained unreadable and devoid of emotions 

    She hasn’t said anything to me since the incident of yesterday. She just acted like I was non-existent and it hurts deeply

    I know what I did was really wrong but I wish she understands that Flora is not worth being angry with me for

    Flora is cheating with father and both of them are planning to take her out of the house so that they can enjoy themselves 

    But then what can a 14 year old boy like me say or do…?

    I exhaled tiredly as I readjusted on the soft hairy chair we sat on. 

    And due to the quiet atmosphere, I was almost dozing off because I couldn’t sleep a wink last night. 

    Last night I kept tossing to and fro on the bed wondering what a mess my actions had caused earlier

    What if I had been exposed by mother as I initially feared…?

    What if Flora wasn’t there for me to pin the accusations on her…?

    What if father had decided to check our bodies before the idea came up which averted the μgly situation…?

    So many ‘what ifs’ were racing on my mind and I couldn’t help but to shed tears as regrets for what I did set in

    I don’t know if mother thinks I’m the cause of what happened. Maybe she’s right after all I messed up!

    So I won’t blame her much because she has every reason to be angry at me.

    Yesterday had really been dramatic for everyone including for father. Such that we couldn’t even get to tell him about Erica’s condition and how his bløød needs to be donated to save her life.

    I heaved aloud as I replayed everything in my head for the umpteenth today 

    After mother’s unexpected statement against Flora, father had reconsidered his stance about searching the handbag

    He emptied the entire contents of the bag on the floor and his lost money had fallen off along with Flora’s other items 

    The money separated from its bundle and had scattered in different spots.

    Father was speechless as he threw the handbag to the side,

    whilst Flora was left in a confused state on how such money got in there

    Angie used that chance to run to mother who lifted her and quietly went to sit on one of the sitting room sofa

    Just like me, she continued watching the dramatic situation without uttering a word as there was nothing much to say

    Still speechless, father bent down and picked the scattered money one by one. 

    He later counted it and his mouth went agape in disappointment. 

    I’m sure he couldn’t believe the bitter truth that stared at him right in the face 

    It took awhile before he eventually lifted his face to stare at a trembling flora in utmost disbelief and displeasure

    His facial expression showed he was in a state of shock after discovering the stolen money was in her bag all along 

    To be honest that was the very first time I had seen father feeling so defeated and disappointed. He must really love his mistress more than everyone else 

    ” So you stole my money Flora…? Why..? Is this truly who you are…a th¡ef..?”

    ” I don’t..I didn’t..I did not steal your money Jamie. I’m shocked to even see it fall out of my handbag…believe me!”

    ” Believe you…? Flora I’ve just counted the money and it is the exact amount missing from my bag!” Father uttered scoffing as he stood up and continued 

    “…you are a singer in church but I can’t believe that you’re such a shámeless th¡ef!. Flora this is your first time in my house yet this is the outcome!” Father thundered with a raised voice 

    ” Hold it right there Jamie! I’m not your wife that you can shout at or talk to anyhow it pleases you. I’ve received more money than that peanut in your hands so why do I need to steal it…?” Flora shouted back whilst mother, Angie and I just kept watching in silence 

    ” So the money suddenly disappeared from my money bag and found its way inside your handbag…? Is that what you’re actually trying to tell me now…?” Father asked with a blend of anger and sarcasm imbedded in his voice 

    ” I did not st£al your money Jamie and don’t even know how it got into my handbag…but I don’t blame you. I blame myself for even agreeing to come here in the first place instead of staying home in the bosom of my beloved husband!” Flora said in conclusion with emphasis on the ‘beloved’ probably to spite father 

    Flora angrily walked to where father stood, snatched her handbag from his hand and left the house fuming.

    Father had gone out shortly after that, leaving me and mother to clear the clothes and bags scattered everywhere. 

    Mother and I had quietly cleared the place, and I kept on wondering why mother chose to do what she did for me 

    After cleaning, we had waited for father until nightfall so we could tell him about Erica but he still did not return home. 

    When midnight came without his return, mother had to serve us our night food and we all retired to bed but of course I couldn’t sleep.

    This morning Angie dressed in her school uniform came to tell me that mother was dressing up to go out. 

    I figured that it was to the hospital because normally I am the one who usually drops Angie off at school not mother, so certainly it must be something else. I wasted no time to hastily dressed up and join mother on her way out of the house. 

    Just as I presumed, after mother dropped Angie off at school we walked our way to the hospital which was just a few distance away from the school 

    As we got to Erica’s ward, Nurse Cindy asked us to meet the doctor at his office. 

    So here we are, sitting and patiently waiting for him to join us so he could probably tell us how Erica is faring 

    We waited for about five more minutes before the door opened and we watched as Doctor Stanley walked in and sat on the chair which faced us. 

    In the middle is a large table which demarcated us from him

    ” I’m sorry for keeping you two waiting. I had to urgently attend to an acc¡d£nt victim. You’re welcome to my office” Doctor Stanley said smiling warmly 

    ” Good morning doctor…thank you. please doctor how is my daughter’s condition today…?” Mother queried him with a weak voice laced with worry. 

    I feel really sorry for what she’s going through and the fact that I contributed to it, makes me feel even worse inside.

    ” We’ve been able to stabilize her but I’m afraid it won’t be for too long ma’am. She needs a bløød transfusion latest today or we risk losing her” Doctor Stanley answered as he took off his glasses and placed it on the table 

    ” Can’t you just use my bløød..? I don’t mind if you take everything doctor…just save my daughter please I beg you…” Mother pleaded as tears began cascading down her eyes

    ” I’m sorry ma’am but things doesn’t work that way. Your bløød and that of your daughter isn’t compatible which means that medically you cannot donate bløød for the transfusion!”

    ” But doctor…” Mother was about saying when doctor Stanley cut her off

    ” Ma’am I understand that you’re worried but there’s nothing you can do other than to bring your husband here to make the bløød donation. Wait! you still haven’t been able to reach him on the phone…is that it..?”

    Mother slowly nodded in the affirmative before she answered with a shaky voice

    ” Yes doctor. I haven’t been able to relay the news to him so please do something to save my daughter’s life please…”

    Doctor Stanley exhaled heavily as he picked up a file on his desk and opened it to read what’s written in there. 

    He shook his head and I’m sure he was beginning to feel sorry for mother.

    ” I’m afraid ma’am…there’s nothing we can do. Your daughter’s bløød group is a rare one and so it’s often very scarce. If we are to purchase…it will cost a lot of money and worst is that it’ll take time to find the one that matches her blood type…” Doctor Stanley explained and dropped the file before continuing 

    “….your husband would have made it easier to save her life on time but according to you…he is unavailable. So I hate to say this ma’am that we might lose her if nothing comes up today!”

    ” Doctor Stanley I believe all hope is not lost. I think there’s something else that can be done to save my sister’s life and that is…” I began to say what was on my mind to the amazement of mother and the doctor who thought I was bluffing.

    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 7

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 7

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 7

    By Amah’s Heart

    ” Are you d£af or dμmb…? Did you not hear my question…where is my money?” Those were the first words I heard when Mother opened the door.

    There were glass pieces scattered carelessly on the floor and father stood at one end directly facing a trembling Angie 

    From the look of things, the glass cup had fallen to the tiled floor from Angie’s hand. 

    I’m guessing it’s out of fear when father was asking her for his money the first time before mother and I arrived 

    ” Jamie…” Mother softly called out to father as she fondly do but father did not even spare her a glance as he continued ranting endlessly

    ” My money is missing from the money box I usually keep in my bedroom. I asked your daughter but she keeps looking at me like I’m some fallen angel. Angie did you take my money…?” 

    I scoffed as I heard father’s words

    Did he just say fallen angel…? That certainly has to be sarcasm and irony

    Fallen angel my føøt!

    ” …is your mouth now glued with dμmbness…? Open your mouth and talk before I open them for you myself!” Father exclaimed as he looked at Angie threateningly, a confirmation that he meant every single words he uttered

    Father’s voice was so loud and frightening that I felt scared for Angie who was trembling all over. She’s scared of father’s bád temper and I know it.

    As for mother, she just stood beside me tongue-tied and scared at the same time.

    It was written all over her face that her main fear was knowing that anything she says in Angie’s defense will only fuel the emerging fire in father.

    As for me, I was anxious being fully aware of the fact that I took the money and it is still in my trouser pocket as we speak. 

    I’m beginning to regret why I even took it in the first place. 

    Yesterday I just wasn’t thinking properly and didn’t know what came over me.

    I know I took the money because I was angry at father for refusing to pay my school fees, 

    but then I should have thought of the consequences.

    Now look what’s happening. Angie and mother are likely to be caught in the gunfire I started with my rash action

    ” I did not take any money. I swear to you father… I did not take any money please…you can ask mother…she taught us not to take what doesn’t belong to us” Angie said in her tiny voice. From her body language and facial expression, it’s obvious that she is trying so hard not to burst out crying. 

    She’s really strong. If I was to be in her shoes I would have been crying by now especially with the way father’s eyes was piercing directly through her.

    Should I just confess that I took the money and save her the accusations and subsequent punishment…?

    Health wise, I’m not too strong to be exposed to any punishment right now which is a sure thing if I confess

    I know father, he would not care for my welfare as long as he satisfies his ego 

    Regardless of whatever is likely to come next I will confess. I will protect my sister. I just have to confess now!

    As I can’t bear to see an innocent Angie suffer what she knows nothing about, when I’m the real culprit.

    Besides she’s just ten years old! So why would father even think of her being capable of such a planned act…?

    What a brainless b£ast he is! 

    I wonder where that úgly looking mistress of his that he treats like gold is

    I thought mother said she came here to help her look after Angie…?

    Hyp0cr¡te ! Pretending to care for her whilst warming her husband’s bed and even tries to take her place in his house 

    Speaking of the d£vil, Flora came out from the door that leads straight to father’s bedroom.

    In her right hand, she’s carrying father’s money box and in her left hand was a cane that is probably meant for Angie 

    The cane was so big and long with thorns all over. 

    She must have broken it from the guava branch at our backyard 

    I felt for Angie, her skin will never remain the same for sure if that cane gets in contact with it

    I can’t let that happen. I have to say the truth and it’s now or never!

    ” Flora please take the cane away. Angie is just ten years of age…think of if she is your daughter. Jamie please this kind of a cane is too dr£adful for a young girl… do you want my daughter to d1e…?!”

    ” Common Felicia. She’s a th1ef. My daughter will never steal from my husband, never!…” Flora chipped in as she paused to look at Angie in disgust 

    “… Felicia, I’ll advise you don’t interfere with Jamie punishing his daughter accordingly… like the saying goes…you spare the rod and spoil the child!” Flora said with such a boldness that surprised mother as to where the guts came from 

    For me I wasn’t surprised one bit as I already saw this coming. Hyp0crite!

    What an audacity she has to say that to my mom, the woman of the house! 

    As I kept looking at her in disdain, something clicked like a switch inside my head and right there I remembered what happened yesterday with Erica

    Yesterday, while taking Erica to the hospital, I recall that as I staggered to my feet, I heard footsteps coming towards that path and in my heart I was thankful

    I hoped that it was a good Samaritan that will help me take Erica to the hospital or at least lift her on my back

    It was not until I saw a face which wiped those delightful hopes away. Flora, it was her that came along! 

    She saw me and Erica laying on the floor and hissed inaudibly before concealing it with a fake smile 

    ” Your mother called me to come to the house to babysit Angie. She was saying something about looking for you and your sister. I was worried sick and thought you two must have d1ed by now but thank God you are safe” Flora said feigning care but I could see through her

    “…why is Erica laying lifelessly…? So what your mother told me is true..? Jamie really did this to her. Is she d£ad?” Flora asked still putting up an act. I wonder why mother keeps telling her what father does to us. 

    I completely ignored her as I bent down and tried to put Erica on my back

    “…Jacob it seems you need assistance. Let me help you place her well on your back!” Flora said as she came to stand behind me but I declined her help

    ” Don’t worry about us Flora. We are fine” I answered firmly as I struggled to lift Erica up and that’s when what I did not envisaged actually happened

    I recall that I was almost placing Erica comfortably on my back when I felt a heavy push from behind. 

    It happened so swiftly and it took me unawares so I lost balance again. 

    I fell to the ground with Erica going sideways. The next thing was that I became very dizzy and the earth seems like it was rotating as I blacked out 

    This w1cked Flora pushed me intentionally probably in an attempt to get rid of me! 

    I won’t even be surprised if she’s the same person who dubiously informed mother that she saw us laying there

    Well it’s in the past now but I will have to pay her back in her own coin. 

    I thought within me and that’s how a mischievous idea crept into my head which made me smile w1ckedly 

    I initially wanted to confess and turn myself in but I have changed my mind.

    Turning myself in for father’s b£atings will surely make mother breakdown especially if anything goes south for me. 

    Who then will be her support system…? 

    What about Erica who is in the hospital. who will care for her when mother isn’t around or emotionally strong…?

    I need to do something to escape this and Flora is the perfect scapegoat.

    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 7

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 7

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 7

    By Amah’s Heart

    ” Are you d£af or dμmb…? Did you not hear my question…where is my money?” Those were the first words I heard when Mother opened the door.

    There were glass pieces scattered carelessly on the floor and father stood at one end directly facing a trembling Angie 

    From the look of things, the glass cup had fallen to the tiled floor from Angie’s hand. 

    I’m guessing it’s out of fear when father was asking her for his money the first time before mother and I arrived 

    ” Jamie…” Mother softly called out to father as she fondly do but father did not even spare her a glance as he continued ranting endlessly

    ” My money is missing from the money box I usually keep in my bedroom. I asked your daughter but she keeps looking at me like I’m some fallen angel. Angie did you take my money…?” 

    I scoffed as I heard father’s words

    Did he just say fallen angel…? That certainly has to be sarcasm and irony

    Fallen angel my føøt!

    ” …is your mouth now glued with dμmbness…? Open your mouth and talk before I open them for you myself!” Father exclaimed as he looked at Angie threateningly, a confirmation that he meant every single words he uttered

    Father’s voice was so loud and frightening that I felt scared for Angie who was trembling all over. She’s scared of father’s bád temper and I know it.

    As for mother, she just stood beside me tongue-tied and scared at the same time.

    It was written all over her face that her main fear was knowing that anything she says in Angie’s defense will only fuel the emerging fire in father.

    As for me, I was anxious being fully aware of the fact that I took the money and it is still in my trouser pocket as we speak. 

    I’m beginning to regret why I even took it in the first place. 

    Yesterday I just wasn’t thinking properly and didn’t know what came over me.

    I know I took the money because I was angry at father for refusing to pay my school fees, 

    but then I should have thought of the consequences.

    Now look what’s happening. Angie and mother are likely to be caught in the gunfire I started with my rash action

    ” I did not take any money. I swear to you father… I did not take any money please…you can ask mother…she taught us not to take what doesn’t belong to us” Angie said in her tiny voice. From her body language and facial expression, it’s obvious that she is trying so hard not to burst out crying. 

    She’s really strong. If I was to be in her shoes I would have been crying by now especially with the way father’s eyes was piercing directly through her.

    Should I just confess that I took the money and save her the accusations and subsequent punishment…?

    Health wise, I’m not too strong to be exposed to any punishment right now which is a sure thing if I confess

    I know father, he would not care for my welfare as long as he satisfies his ego 

    Regardless of whatever is likely to come next I will confess. I will protect my sister. I just have to confess now!

    As I can’t bear to see an innocent Angie suffer what she knows nothing about, when I’m the real culprit.

    Besides she’s just ten years old! So why would father even think of her being capable of such a planned act…?

    What a brainless b£ast he is! 

    I wonder where that úgly looking mistress of his that he treats like gold is

    I thought mother said she came here to help her look after Angie…?

    Hyp0cr¡te ! Pretending to care for her whilst warming her husband’s bed and even tries to take her place in his house 

    Speaking of the d£vil, Flora came out from the door that leads straight to father’s bedroom.

    In her right hand, she’s carrying father’s money box and in her left hand was a cane that is probably meant for Angie 

    The cane was so big and long with thorns all over. 

    She must have broken it from the guava branch at our backyard 

    I felt for Angie, her skin will never remain the same for sure if that cane gets in contact with it

    I can’t let that happen. I have to say the truth and it’s now or never!

    ” Flora please take the cane away. Angie is just ten years of age…think of if she is your daughter. Jamie please this kind of a cane is too dr£adful for a young girl… do you want my daughter to d1e…?!”

    ” Common Felicia. She’s a th1ef. My daughter will never steal from my husband, never!…” Flora chipped in as she paused to look at Angie in disgust 

    “… Felicia, I’ll advise you don’t interfere with Jamie punishing his daughter accordingly… like the saying goes…you spare the rod and spoil the child!” Flora said with such a boldness that surprised mother as to where the guts came from 

    For me I wasn’t surprised one bit as I already saw this coming. Hyp0crite!

    What an audacity she has to say that to my mom, the woman of the house! 

    As I kept looking at her in disdain, something clicked like a switch inside my head and right there I remembered what happened yesterday with Erica

    Yesterday, while taking Erica to the hospital, I recall that as I staggered to my feet, I heard footsteps coming towards that path and in my heart I was thankful

    I hoped that it was a good Samaritan that will help me take Erica to the hospital or at least lift her on my back

    It was not until I saw a face which wiped those delightful hopes away. Flora, it was her that came along! 

    She saw me and Erica laying on the floor and hissed inaudibly before concealing it with a fake smile 

    ” Your mother called me to come to the house to babysit Angie. She was saying something about looking for you and your sister. I was worried sick and thought you two must have d1ed by now but thank God you are safe” Flora said feigning care but I could see through her

    “…why is Erica laying lifelessly…? So what your mother told me is true..? Jamie really did this to her. Is she d£ad?” Flora asked still putting up an act. I wonder why mother keeps telling her what father does to us. 

    I completely ignored her as I bent down and tried to put Erica on my back

    “…Jacob it seems you need assistance. Let me help you place her well on your back!” Flora said as she came to stand behind me but I declined her help

    ” Don’t worry about us Flora. We are fine” I answered firmly as I struggled to lift Erica up and that’s when what I did not envisaged actually happened

    I recall that I was almost placing Erica comfortably on my back when I felt a heavy push from behind. 

    It happened so swiftly and it took me unawares so I lost balance again. 

    I fell to the ground with Erica going sideways. The next thing was that I became very dizzy and the earth seems like it was rotating as I blacked out 

    This w1cked Flora pushed me intentionally probably in an attempt to get rid of me! 

    I won’t even be surprised if she’s the same person who dubiously informed mother that she saw us laying there

    Well it’s in the past now but I will have to pay her back in her own coin. 

    I thought within me and that’s how a mischievous idea crept into my head which made me smile w1ckedly 

    I initially wanted to confess and turn myself in but I have changed my mind.

    Turning myself in for father’s b£atings will surely make mother breakdown especially if anything goes south for me. 

    Who then will be her support system…? 

    What about Erica who is in the hospital. who will care for her when mother isn’t around or emotionally strong…?

    I need to do something to escape this and Flora is the perfect scapegoat.

    (Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH’S HEART stories)

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  • The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 5

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 5

     

     

    THE K1LLER’S KNIFE

    The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 5

    By Amah’s Heart

    Opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was the white ceiling, and the strong smell of drugs filled my nose. 

    My eyes scanned round my present environment and although I haven’t been to a hospital before now, with the patients laying at different corners of the room and the equipments I saw everywhere, I could tell it was a hospital

    How did I even get here? I asked myself trying to regain my memories of what transpired before I lost consciousness.

    I remember trying to rush Erica to the hospital. I also remember how I stepped on a slippery path and lost my balance with Erica on my back.

    But I was still very much conscious, I recall how I got back on my feet again and immediately tried to get Erica on my back again. 

    So what exactly happened to get me here? I was still confused and unable to remember anything else 

    I heard footsteps approaching the door to my room and the moment I heard my mother’s voice, I shut my eyes closed and pretended to be deeply asleep. 

    I wouldn’t want my mother or whoever she’s conversing with to know that I am now awake and conscious, else they are likely to end their discussion

    ” How are my children doing..? are they fine now…? Where is my daughter…?” I heard mother asking pleadingly and with the tone of her voice, I could tell that she will soon break down in tears. I know her too well. She’s so sensitive.

    I stylishly opened one of my eyes to check out who she is talking to. I saw a man wearing a white overall, dark in complexion, and slightly taller than mother who is average in height.

    There’s a name my teacher in school taught us that there are called.

    Uhmm…I think she called them nurses.

    No I don’t think so. She said nurses are the female ones. 

    Could it be the ones she said they are medical scientists..? I asked myself inaudibly whilst still battling with my thoughts and the memories.

    No it’s still not it. My teacher said medical scientists are meant for the laboratories. I rebuked myself 

    I sighed as I slowly gave up and just at that exact moment, the memory clicked.

    Yes! Yes! I remember now. She called those who wear white overalls to treat sick patients medical doctors. 

    I wondered why I’m so forgetful or could it be because I’m trying to regain myself.

    What mother said next, further affirmed that I’m right. 

    He is indeed the medical doctor who is in charge of treating Erica and I.

    ” Doctor why aren’t you saying anything to me..? How is my daughter and my son…? what’s their condition like…? Please talk to me doctor… anyhow it is, believe me I will shallow it..” I heard mother say to the doctor as she sniffed. 

    I know mother is hurting deep down and that she is probably blaming herself for what happened to me and Erica.

    And from her puffy eyes, I could tell that she’s been crying a lot but yet she’s still trying to be strong for us; her children.

    ” Your son is perfectly okay ma’am. Thankfully the fall wasn’t too fatal and he didn’t hit his head on any dangerous object…or else it would have been a different story…” The doctor said as he stopped at the center of the room

    From his facial expression and body language, 

    I think he is contemplating if he should first check up on me or he should check up on the other patients before me

    “…the nurse gave him the necessary medications and I’m certain he’ll regain consciousness anytime soon. So please keep calm ma’am!” The doctor said reassuringly but mother wasn’t having it

    ” What about my daughter…? Why am I not allowed to see her yet…? You said that after the deposit payment for the surgery that needs to be performed on her…that I will be allowed to see her..so why are you stopping me now…?!”

    The doctor looked at mother for a second, and then he heaved heavily. It was as though what he is about to say is going to be heavy for mother to hear

    On the other hand, just like mother and I were also very eager to know how Erica was doing. Is she okay now? Will we be able to go home together? Will I be able to see her beautiful smiles again?

    So many puzzling thoughts and questions were on my mind but there were no answers. 

    I almost blew my cover when I could no longer cope with the doctor’s silence. I wanted to open my eyes, get up, and openly implore him to spill the beans already instead of all this back and forth 

    Thank God I didn’t, else I would never have found out about my sister’s true condition. I know how protective mothers can naturally be, and I’m very sure mother would have hidden all of the news from me in other to protect my mental health and well-being 

    The man whose name I later got to know as doctor Stanley heaved heavily for the second time, before he finally gave his response.

    ” I won’t lie to you ma’am. Your daughter’s condition is critical. I’m scared we might lose her because of her young age and how late it was before she was brought in here for treatment”

    ” Doctor what do you mean we might lose her…? I thought you said the surgery was a success…? So what are you now saying to me…?” Mother queried feeling deeply worried. I am feeling worried for Erica as well

    ” The surgery was a success ma’am but there’s no guarantee for life and sound health. The hit on her head were too much for a child of her age…” The doctor said and paused to take a deep breath

    “…as doctors, we’ve done our own part… now it is left for God to do his. So please, excuse me ma’am!” The doctor said in conclusion as he walked away from mother, to one of the beds in the room.

    I was devastated when I heard the news. Tears involuntarily rolled down my eyes as I tried to come to terms with the fact that it is more or less a 50 50 percent of seeing Erica alive again.

    Then I heard mother’s stifled cries. I opened my eyes to see that she was now sitting on the floor crying her eyes out.

    Mother needed me at this point in time and I know that I have to be strong for her. She has suffered enough already.

    I thought inwardly as I wiped my tears, came down from the bed and walked over to where she was sitting in the middle of the room crying in torments 

    I knelt behind her and I wrapped my hands around her as I placed my head on her shoulder, hoping that this act of mine would provide her a little comfort.

    With her teary eyes she looked at me and tried to clean her tears, to act like everything was alright. 

    ” Jacob you’re awake. Ah! Thank goodness. What exactly happened to you..?”

    ” I’ve tried but I can’t really remember mother..I don’t know”

    ” Anyways it doesn’t matter anymore..at least you are awake now. Jacob I was very very worried about you that I had to shed tears. I thought I had lost you but now I’m seeing you….I feel much more relieved that you’re fine and well!” Mother said in an attempt to cover up 

    ” It’s okay mother. Honestly you do not have to lie or pretend in front of me. I heard everything the doctor said about Erica’s condition. I want you to know that I am here for you mother…so you are never alone in this…” I said gently and meant every single word I uttered.

    Mother nodded in understanding and she bursted into tears again while using her hands to stifle the sound, so as not to disturb the patients in the room.

    Just then, a nurse barged into the ward calling out to the doctor with a vivid tone of urgency and desperation

    ” Doctor Stanley please we need you in ward 032 right now… it’s a matter of urgency please..”

    ” Nurse Cindy it’s not too long I left that room. What’s happening there…?” Doctor Stanley asked calmly, as he lifted up his head to look at the nurse’s face 

    ” Doctor the youngest patient over there is convulsing…she’s bleeding from her head..I think it’s blood clotting…by the time I left she was none responsive to any of my touches. I don’t know if she’s déâd doctor…we need to hurry!” Nurse Cindy explained to the doctor all at once 

    Doctor Stanley nodded in trepidation and together with the nurse, he ran out of the room in quite a hurry. 

    So sad! I thought in my mind.

    I shrugged my shoulders as I prayed in my heart for whoever the patient was, not until mother jerked suddenly. 

    She stood up abruptly and before I could comprehend why she was this way. Mother started shaking in fear

    ” Ward..032…? Did I hear her properly…? Is that what the nurse mentioned…?” Mother asked stammering and still acting like she had just seen a ghost 

    ” Yes mother. The nurse said the youngest patient in that ward is convulsing. Why..? What happened..?” I asked nonchalantly, and then it stuck!

    Wait! I hope it is not what I’m thinking it is…? I thought within me as I kept my eyes fixated on mother.

    Mother further confirmed my thoughts and fears when she kept muttering my sister’s name as she ran out of the room

    ” No..no..no..it can’t be… Erica… Erica…”

    Without wasting time, I straightened up from my kneeling position and immediately ran after her. 

    Thankfully I caught up with her before she arrived at the said Ward 032. She stopped by a white door and hurriedly pushed the door wide open.

    Mother entered the inner room and I followed behind her, only to be greeted by the doctor’s sorry face and then what we heard next was..

    ” I’m sorry ma’am…but…”

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