I felt a sharp pain in my chest as I held my dear friend in my arms. She was helpless but I couldn't do anything to save her. I kissed her forehead and bid her goodbye. No one would want to lose a dear friend but I found myself in a situation where I couldn't but watch a dear friend die painfully.
Thelma and I had been very good friends from childhood. We were enrolled into the same High school and our friendship became stronger. One would not see me at the library,canteen or classroom without my friend.
It was our greatest aim to become responsible adults in order to support the poor in society. Due to this, we kept ourselves busy often studying hard. I remember when she once told ,etc that she wouldn't date until she's grown enough to handle a relationship. I supported her and we embarked on the same dream.
Somewhere along the line, Thelma begun to behave strangely. She would insult and say all sort of bad things to me each time I asked her to join me to learn at the library. I did all I could but my dear friend kept hurting me with her attitude. I therefore took a decision not to associate with her. There were time when I wished I could call her so we study the bible together but she had associated herself with new friends and she cared less about me.
One sunny morning before class i heard a voice telling me to call my friend so we could go to class together but my pride wouldn't let me. I felt she had offended me so if anything at all she should be the one to call me first.
Deep within my heart i had missed her but I kept asking myself what's the point in caring for someone who didn't care back?...
After class, I saw some students gathered around my classroom block busily conversing. One of the students approached me and broke a shocking news. Thelma attempted to abort a pregnancy and luck was not on her side. When did my friend get a boyfriend?, who is this guy? Who influenced such an ambitious and hardworking lady into this?....I kept asking myself these questions over and over but no answer. At this point I decided to let go of your pride and attend to my friend. I saw her in a pool of blood at the washroom and none of her friends who lured her into that were around to assist her.
She broke into uncontrollable tears when she saw me.
Thelma: I'm sorry dear friend, I didn't know what I was doing. At a point in time, I wanted to come back to you as a friend but you never showed any interest in wanting me back as a friend. I wanted you around this morning when my friends advised me to abort this baby but I was scared so I couldn't call you.
The voice i heard in the morning was not just an ordinary voice but I allowed my pride to rule over my intelligence. Before I could say anything. Thelma kicked the bucket right in my arms and I couldn't hold back my tears. Pain, regret and anger filled my heart. I could have prevented my dear friend if I had listened to the voice. Now I lost a soul cos of my pride and wish I could turn back the hands of time.
Sometimes it is better not to shift so far away from people no matter how they offend or hurt you. For all you know, they may be struggling with something that only you could save them from.
