Purple Rose

And all she ever thought was, ‘when I finally get to be influential, I’m going to be a force to reckon with. They will all come to my feet pleading for forgiveness. I will finally be esteemed’….
The pain inflicted on Simisola by Toju actually hurt the most… And just when she felt she could let go, thoughts of scraping Toju’s face on a coal tar were sometimes inevitable….
June 24th 2009
On this day, she had a pre-destined meeting with Bankole………… (Only if she knew what the outcome of this meeting would have been)….
September 2005
Toju was a young lady of 19.. In her short year on planet earth, she had experienced a lot more than many adults in their late 30s. Pain, lose, betrayal, frustration, and abuse. All at the same time…..

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However…. She chose to be a victim of her circumstance.. Simi’s trauma all started when she went on holidays to the village. In the spirit of adventure on that pre-destined afternoon, she skipped off to the farmland of her grandmother in the outskirts of Ifekun village in search of grape fruits which granny was popularly known to cultivate. On getting to the path that leads to the farm, instincts actually kicked in form of a low whisper (go back). However, Mr Instincts was ignored. Just then three masked men in masquerade attires materialized from the bush, picked up Simi, and dropped her with a giant thud on the ground. Stench of alchol and mud greeting her nose from their skin.. She lay there.. helpless.. almost lifeless.. as they used a syringe to extract a good portion of blood from her shoulder. One pinning her down by the legs, the other pinning her down by the hand, while the leader of the gang did the extraction with his syringe… just then did Simi, in her subconscious, numb and helpless state, recall the echoes of grandma’s voice from the kitchen just before she skipped out of the house, ‘’Simisola, please stick to the compound only, don’t go out love. Today happens to be the dreaded festival of blood and water’’….
As she felt the needle withdrawn from her flesh, with dizzy eyes, and hazy thoughts, she heard the name, ‘’Darey. Let’s go’’…..

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TBC(to be continued)!!. Thanks for reading dear Steemians!!!
(100% fictional. Written by me)