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Broken-Broken - Episode 1
No Regret
★★★★★★**
“How old are you?”
“I’m sixteen.”
“Did someone rape you….?”
No reply.
“How did this happen?”
“. Does this matter?”
Silence….
“So you want to get rid of this?”
“Yes, is it not possible?”
“Of course it is, but if it was a rape, are you
sure you don’t want to press charges….?”
“I am sure.”
More silence….
“How much do you have with you?”
“I have these…..”
“These are smelly and dirty and ugly naira
notes. Amina, come over her, check how
much is in there….are you serious? Are
those coins? Do we still use coins in this
country?”
“Doctor, this is one thousand naira and
sixty-five naira.”
“What? This girl! This money is not enough.
Where is your mother?”
“She is at home…”
“She doesn’t know about this?”
No reply….
“Why is she not here then?”
No reply….
“I can’t do an abortion for you with this
amount….”
“Well, then , if you can’t abort the pregnancy
for me doctor…then can I come back and
give you the money bits by bits as I can get
it or I can work for you please…I will clean
your floor, wash your car, sweep…please….?
”
Silence….
“Tracy, this child is helpless and she must
have an uncaring family, let’s just remove
the stuff in her and let her go. She is just a
month gone, this should be easy.”
“Get the materials ready for me.”
________ ______ _________
I closed and opened my eyes repeatedly…..
My legs were raised higher than the rest of
my body, I was naked except for a piece of
cloth that was covering my nakedness while
the doctor stood in between my legs…with
the nurse standing beside him, pointing a
tiny torch inside me….
Please I don’t want to die..please I don’t
want to die….I echoed in my head hopefully
if there is a god somewhere he or she could
hear me…
I could feel the probing of the doctors metal
tools inside of me; it was deeply inserted
into me, trying to yank the innocent life .
Every few minute I would scream. This pain
was a raw quality…it was like someone
dipping a hand inside me and pulling my
gut with their bare hands. It’s like being
ripped rather than cut. It was so intense, I
had thought living with my mother would
be the biggest pain for me, but this
choice….was worse for me.
Searing fiery bursts pulsated around each
touch; intensifying with each breath I
took….so I held my breath.
I didn’t want to die…
Or maybe I should.
“I need you to hold still!” The doctor
snapped at me….raising his head slightly.
He gave the nurse a knowing look and I held
my breath, I knew this was it….
Please let it be over…..
There was not a bit of sympathy in his voice
but I couldn’t blame him could I?
He removed his hand from under me, along
with the two materials that looked like a
sickle, attached to the sickle-like object was
something which I could barely see before
he dropped it in a pan on the table beside
me…
I couldn’t see it….
The doctor was already removing his white
rubber gloves, dropping them inside the
pan as well.
“Get her cleaned up and give her the list of
pills to use, the amount she dropped is not
enough for us to give her pills here.”
The doctor said to the nurse before he left
the room.
“Hey, can you stand up?”
I sighed and slowly tried to raise my head
but then I realized how futile it was when I
had to bite my lips to stop myself from
crying out.
Sharp pain lanced inside me. It was like my
whole body has been bitten and each
movement caused some bone to ache.
“I can’t” I replied weakly. The room was
already beginning to spin and I could tell a
stream of blood was flowing down from my
private part.
“Come let me help, we need to stop that
blood soon so you won’t die of loss of
blood.” The kind nurse said to me.
She moved closer to me and slid a hand
beneath my back.
Wincing in pain, I held on to her, I was
careful not to put all my weight on her so
that I wouldn’t stain her and extra careful
not to look at the blood oozing down my
leg. But there was one second, one second I
just happened to look down and I saw the
pan.
It was a silver pan, containing a pool of
blood. In it was something that looked like
the structure of a baby lizard covered in
thick blood…I could feel nausea rising inside
me but somehow, knowing that was
actually a part of me…my child…..a feeling of
great sadness and despair began to well
inside me as I looked at it, lying in the pan
lifelessly….
Maybe I really deserve to die….
“Hey, do not do that there, you have already
given me enough job of cleaning to do.”
I swallowed and with trembling legs, I
stepped on the concrete floor, holding the
nurse with each step, the pain amplified and
the picture I had seen flashed in front of me.
As I walked slowly, to the bathroom….cling
ing onto my last will power not to look
behind me…to the child that I have
murdered…my child.
****** ***** ******
This part was so emotional for me.....I
actually pity the girl....we shall know more
soon. Bye for now! You know what will be
more fun...those comments! Thanks! Kisses!
Broken-Broken - Episode 1
No Regret
★★★★★★**
“How old are you?”
“I’m sixteen.”
“Did someone rape you….?”
No reply.
“How did this happen?”
“. Does this matter?”
Silence….
“So you want to get rid of this?”
“Yes, is it not possible?”
“Of course it is, but if it was a rape, are you
sure you don’t want to press charges….?”
“I am sure.”
More silence….
“How much do you have with you?”
“I have these…..”
“These are smelly and dirty and ugly naira
notes. Amina, come over her, check how
much is in there….are you serious? Are
those coins? Do we still use coins in this
country?”
“Doctor, this is one thousand naira and
sixty-five naira.”
“What? This girl! This money is not enough.
Where is your mother?”
“She is at home…”
“She doesn’t know about this?”
No reply….
“Why is she not here then?”
No reply….
“I can’t do an abortion for you with this
amount….”
“Well, then , if you can’t abort the pregnancy
for me doctor…then can I come back and
give you the money bits by bits as I can get
it or I can work for you please…I will clean
your floor, wash your car, sweep…please….?
”
Silence….
“Tracy, this child is helpless and she must
have an uncaring family, let’s just remove
the stuff in her and let her go. She is just a
month gone, this should be easy.”
“Get the materials ready for me.”
________ ______ _________
I closed and opened my eyes repeatedly…..
My legs were raised higher than the rest of
my body, I was naked except for a piece of
cloth that was covering my nakedness while
the doctor stood in between my legs…with
the nurse standing beside him, pointing a
tiny torch inside me….
Please I don’t want to die..please I don’t
want to die….I echoed in my head hopefully
if there is a god somewhere he or she could
hear me…
I could feel the probing of the doctors metal
tools inside of me; it was deeply inserted
into me, trying to yank the innocent life .
Every few minute I would scream. This pain
was a raw quality…it was like someone
dipping a hand inside me and pulling my
gut with their bare hands. It’s like being
ripped rather than cut. It was so intense, I
had thought living with my mother would
be the biggest pain for me, but this
choice….was worse for me.
Searing fiery bursts pulsated around each
touch; intensifying with each breath I
took….so I held my breath.
I didn’t want to die…
Or maybe I should.
“I need you to hold still!” The doctor
snapped at me….raising his head slightly.
He gave the nurse a knowing look and I held
my breath, I knew this was it….
Please let it be over…..
There was not a bit of sympathy in his voice
but I couldn’t blame him could I?
He removed his hand from under me, along
with the two materials that looked like a
sickle, attached to the sickle-like object was
something which I could barely see before
he dropped it in a pan on the table beside
me…
I couldn’t see it….
The doctor was already removing his white
rubber gloves, dropping them inside the
pan as well.
“Get her cleaned up and give her the list of
pills to use, the amount she dropped is not
enough for us to give her pills here.”
The doctor said to the nurse before he left
the room.
“Hey, can you stand up?”
I sighed and slowly tried to raise my head
but then I realized how futile it was when I
had to bite my lips to stop myself from
crying out.
Sharp pain lanced inside me. It was like my
whole body has been bitten and each
movement caused some bone to ache.
“I can’t” I replied weakly. The room was
already beginning to spin and I could tell a
stream of blood was flowing down from my
private part.
“Come let me help, we need to stop that
blood soon so you won’t die of loss of
blood.” The kind nurse said to me.
She moved closer to me and slid a hand
beneath my back.
Wincing in pain, I held on to her, I was
careful not to put all my weight on her so
that I wouldn’t stain her and extra careful
not to look at the blood oozing down my
leg. But there was one second, one second I
just happened to look down and I saw the
pan.
It was a silver pan, containing a pool of
blood. In it was something that looked like
the structure of a baby lizard covered in
thick blood…I could feel nausea rising inside
me but somehow, knowing that was
actually a part of me…my child…..a feeling of
great sadness and despair began to well
inside me as I looked at it, lying in the pan
lifelessly….
Maybe I really deserve to die….
“Hey, do not do that there, you have already
given me enough job of cleaning to do.”
I swallowed and with trembling legs, I
stepped on the concrete floor, holding the
nurse with each step, the pain amplified and
the picture I had seen flashed in front of me.
As I walked slowly, to the bathroom….cling
ing onto my last will power not to look
behind me…to the child that I have
murdered…my child.
****** ***** ******
This part was so emotional for me.....I
actually pity the girl....we shall know more
soon. Bye for now! You know what will be
more fun...those comments! Thanks! Kisses!
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