Culled from saywhaever.com
I stood in-front of a wooden bar and behind me was a deep dark night. I could not move forward because the bars obstructed the way, neither could I move backward because of the fear of what I may find. I clasped my hand to the bar and peered through the spaces between them in a bid to see through the thick darkness but, I saw nothing. All I could feel was mosquitoes’ bites.
Suddenly, she grabbed my hands from the other side of the wooden bar. I tried to break free from the stranger but she said to me “when are they coming for us, when are they coming to take us home” She spoke in a petrified tone.
Shivers of fear ran through my bones as I mumbled, “Who are you?’’ To which she replied, ‘’it is Ruth, the girl taken from Chibok, when are they coming to take us home”. I tried to imagine how I got there and to convince Ruth that the government was working hard to bring them home; although, I did not believe my words. Continue below....
Suddenly, she grabbed my hands from the other side of the wooden bar. I tried to break free from the stranger but she said to me “when are they coming for us, when are they coming to take us home” She spoke in a petrified tone.
Shivers of fear ran through my bones as I mumbled, “Who are you?’’ To which she replied, ‘’it is Ruth, the girl taken from Chibok, when are they coming to take us home”. I tried to imagine how I got there and to convince Ruth that the government was working hard to bring them home; although, I did not believe my words. Continue below....