Trauma season 3 1&2

SEASON THREE
EPISODE ONE
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STILL AT THE RIVER
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The look on everyone’s face was that of anger and disdain.
“Please, I don’t want to be a mermaid,” I pleaded.
“Mother, she isn’t interested,” Prisca started to say.
“Shut up or I strike you dead,” the god mother snapped with a raised voice.
“I’m sorry,” Prisca mumbled and looked down.
“Better,” she said in a whisper, sounding like an hissing snake. “Henceforth, you all will have to listen to her, come give me a hug,” she turned to me with a smile on her face. I obeyed and hugged her and the next minute, I landed right inside the hostel…
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ROYAL PEARLS INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL.
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I really felt very tired and all I could ever think of at that moment was to sleep, so quickly climbed my bed and drifted off to sleep within a couple of seconds.
Someone spoke to me in the dream and though I couldn’t see the face clearly, I heard everything perfectly well.
VOICE: You have encountered so many problems in life but be rest assured, I am with you always and after a night of sorrow, comes a morning of joy. You will face many challenges but at the end, you will overcome,” he concluded.
“Who are you?” I wanted to know but the person disappeared. I woke up almost immediately and sat up on my bed. I looked, Prisca and the rest lay on their beds as if nothing had happened. I couldn’t sleep anymore, so I picked up my Bible to read but surprisingly, the Bible I left on my bed was nowhere to be found. I tried getting up from my bed to search for it but something, some strange forces held me back. I couldn’t marry my upper eye lid with the lower again, so I just sat, folded my hands and crossed my legs till day break…
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Immediately the alarm rang, everyone jumped out of bed and soon became very busy. We went through the routine of doing our morning duties, going for morning exercise, bathing etc etc. We later went for the morning prayers but I found myself not being able to join in the singing nor prayer sessions. Prisca kept on throwing me dagger looks but I simply ignored her which I guess annoyed her the more but I cared less…
After the morning breakfast and assembly, we all filed to our different classes…
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In the class, the teachers that came in to teach kept on staring at me like a piece of laboratory equipment that needed to be experimented and vice versa but I cared less though I couldn’t stop thinking of why they were staring…
During break, Rita came to me and sat on my seat. I wondered why coz they(All of them) had refused talking to me earlier that morning and even ignored me when I had greeted but I didn’t care. Even since my previous night encounter, I started caring less about so many things.
“Becky,” She called and made to place her hand across my shoulder but I shrugged her off and she sighed and place them ontop my locker.
“What is it?” I asked rudely.
“A right hand Queen isn’t meant to be rude,” Rita smiled.
“I am not your right hand queen or whatsoever?” I retorted in an irritating manner but with a low voice.
“Will you please be calm and listen to me?” Rita questioned.
I eyed her angrily and sighed. “Speak!”
“Your mother will be coming today.”
My eyes bulged out in shock. “Who told you?”
“Have you forgotten who we are?”
“For the very last time Rita, I am not one of you,” I rejected but she ignored me and continued.
“When your mom comes, don’t listen to her,” She said.
“But why?”
“Nothing, just do as I say,” she concluded and stood up. I called after her but she refused to answer and walked out of the class.
Minutes later, a student came to inform me that the principal want’s to see me.
“Maybe it’s mom,” I thought as I followed the student to the principal’s office…
In the principal’s office, mom immediately ran to hug me as soon as I entered but I pushed her away thus surprising the principal a great deal.
“You wolf in sheep clothing, devil incarnate, what do you want?” I blurted out.
“I know they must have told you but you have to withdraw from this school,” mom said pleadingly with misted eyes.
“Which school mom?”
“Royal pearls.”
“This particular one or…?”
“This one Becky.”
“What makes you think I’ll listen to you this time?”
“Because I’m your mother.”
“You are not my mother,” I shouted.
“Enough now,” the principal said and stood up while I glared at mom…
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SEASON THREE
EPISODE TWO
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ROYAL PEARLS INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL.
(INSIDE THE PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE)
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The principal looked from mom to me but as usual, I wasn’t bothered even one bit.
“You are not my mother,” I repeated unabashedly.
“For the very last time Becky James, enough now,” the principal shouted, hitting his fist on his desk in the process, then turned to face mom. “What exactly do you want ma?” he asked.
“I want to take her back to Prestigious school,” mom said. I could tell from the way she shook that she was scared of something.
“Why mom? What is wrong with royal pearls?” I asked sharply.
“Shut up Becky,” the principal ordered for the umpteenth time. “What is wrong with you?”
“Nothing sir, just tell her to go back home because I will never change school again, I’ve had enough,” I said, visibly annoyed.
“Becky!!!” the principal shouted, his voice echoing around the four corner’s of the office. “Shut up!”
“I will sir but just tell her to go back home,” I concluded and left the office without turning back even though the principal asked me to…
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IN THE CLASS.
Rita came to me again but this time she didn’t sit.
“That was cool, we’ll handle the rest,” She said with a smile and left as quickly as she came.
Soon, it was after break and the government teacher came in but I wasn’t interested in the teaching. My mind was far away, very far away. I even doubt if I’d pass any of my examinations that term because my saying I felt devastated was an understatement. I felt more than devastated but what can I say, absolutely nothing because life isn’t a bed of roses.
Soon it was after school and I rushed out of the class to the hostel before anyone else…
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I waited outside for the rest to come back coz Prisca was always with the key. They came back in groups of others. Since I was leaning on the door, I decided to shift aside so Prisca could open the door but she refused to open.
“What’s wrong na?” Gold asked.
“Prisca please open the door,” Esty pleaded.
After some minutes of pleading, she finally opened the door and we entered.
I just hissed and sat on my bed. “Nonsense, jealous human beings and their hatred for one another,” I said aloud as I pulled off my sandals and socks.
Prisca threw her sandals down and walked barefoot to my corner with her face looking like fried akara balls.
“Kpa!” the sound came sudden and unexpected. It took me seconds to recover from the shock and to realise that I was the one that had just received the resounding slap.
I stood up in anger and faced Prisca just as the others gathered around us. “Did I offend you?” I asked calmly while holding my right cheek that had been slapped.
“Exactly my question Prisca, did she offend you?” Becky1 asked as she placed her right hand across my shoulder, soothingly.
“This isn’t fair Prisca, why would you slap her for no reason?” Mabel added, looking really pissed off.
“You all are now supporting her right?” Prisca questioned looking from one person to another.
“We ain’t supporting her but her offence is what we want to know,” Anny said.
“You know mother won’t spare you for this,” Rita concurred.
“Whatever, who cares?” Prisca hissed and walked back to her corner.
I made to go after her but a voice inside of me restricted me, so I became calm and sat back of my bed.
“Sorry,” Becky1 said and I nodded, then Rita walked over to Prisca’s corner to confront her.
“What was the meaning of that?” Rita fired.
“What do you think it means, serves her right,” Prisca hissed again.
“I guess you know what punishment awaits you right?” Rita questioned.
“Just get out,” Prisca shouted and pushed Rita away making her stagger, though she didn’t fall.
“You pushed me?”
“And I will push you again and again and probably beat you up if you don’t mind your business.”
“Mother!” Rita cried out in a low voice which I guess was inorder not to attract the attention of others.
Immediately Rita called mother, Prisca was carried up high in the air with an unseen force and threw down with a loud thud. Strokes of cane started landing on her body but I couldn’t see the person that was flogging her.
“This is strange,” I thought as Prisca began screaming for help in a voice that was barely audible…
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T.B.C