The Suicide Note - Fiction

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Gloria! Gloria! I shouted.

Yessss! She jerked up, as one who just had a scary nightmare.

What is wrong with you, so I have been talking to myself all this while? Gloria, you need to talk to me.

I noticed you have been moody since I came to check on you during the BFN 214 lecture period despite the fact that the man's class was fun and lively. All through the program and even till now you didn't even wear a smile.

The Gloria I know is so full of life with a contagious laughter, so what changed? Why the moodiness? I asked all these questions but did not get a single response instead she burst into tears.

Permit me to take you back to the incident that led to this.

Gloria was a 200 level student, so endowed and intelligent that everyone including the big girls on campus always wanted to relate with her. I just gained admission to the school and was just getting accustomed to the campus life. The first set of people I get to know about were the big girls.

I was astonished the day she walked up to me and requested to take me out for lunch. I retorted at first (Don't blame me, I was just a quiet personality and I was wondering why she had to choose me amidst every other rich kid like her), but later agreed to go (my spirit man felt at peace with her).

It was a sunny afternoon, she immediately called an Uber rider, who appeared almost a few minutes later.

We got to the restaurant after a peaceful ride."My God! I have never seen a place as beautiful as this in all my life." I exclaimed.

The table was set with fine china and silverware, and a delicious-smelling meal was already laid out. We enjoyed a delicious meal, and we both went to our hostel.

We soon became close friends and I didn't fail to invite her to our "CHOIR & DRAMA DAY" in the school chapel. Promise me you will attend, I asked, faking a serious face.

Errrm, I don't think I have any hangout on that day, I will definitely come. she answered, tickling me.

I was so happy because it has been a long time since I have tried to invite her to the fellowship programs.

Today's program was awesome. I'm blessed, I really enjoyed it, especially the drama ministration. May God continue to pour his spirit on the drama ministers, they're really amazing. Gloria, what about you? I asked with excitement, only to discover that she was lost in thought.

[Forward]

I held Gloria's hand and her teary hers almost made me cry too. I can't leave you like this, I think I will have to follow you to your hostel. I said, almost crying.

We got to her hostel and we both sat down on the sofa chair. (She was the only one living in her gorgeous apartment)

Gloria talk to me, whatever the matter is, we can both pray together.

That's the problem……(bursted into tears the second time).

Talk to me about it now, I can't help you if you don't relate what the problem is. "A problem shared is a problem half solved." I told her out of concern.

After several hours of consolation, I stood up because It was late already, I had to go back to my hostel. I need to rest and prepare for the MTH 211 test. She bid me goodbye and I left with sadness.

The next day in school, I longed to see Gloria but couldn't find her. I called her number and it was switched off. I asked a few of her coursemates but they all said they last saw her in school yesterday.

I was restless and I hurriedly rushed to her hostel. I knocked on the door a million times and there was no response. Where could she be? I thought. I was about to leave but on a second thought decided to swing the door lock and to my surprise the door was not locked.

Gloria! Gloria! I called as I entered,….. I became more worried as the house seemed empty. I rush to her bedroom only to see an envelope lying on her bed.

With curiosity, I tore the envelope, brought out the well folder paper. I opened it and the sight of the letter made me lose my balance.

I struggled to get up and took the paper to read it well. The letter reads;

DEAR BEATRICE,

I really appreciate your concern for me, I appreciate the love you have for me. I know you would come to check on me today but I am sorry, I don't deserve such an amazing soul as you.

I have committed a lot of atrocities and I know God cannot forgive me.

The drama they acted in church yesterday was just my story. I used to be a fearless female kingdom warrior, a believer, I don't joke with the things of God.

My life has been ruined since the day I accepted to date Kelly. He deceived me, defiled me and got me pregnant. He made me abort nine times. The last one got my womb damaged and the doctor said I can't conceive anymore.

The worst part of it was that the Doctor confirmed that I am HIV positive. My parents disowned me, the day they heard about it. All my friends did not want to be with me anymore.

I saw that you are burning for Christ and that was why I approached you. I want to tell you to hold onto Christ and not deviate from Him. Beatrice please be watchful and prayerful. I really do not want you ending up like me.

Help me tell all the teenagers and youth both in the fellowship and the campuses do desist from their waywardness, so they will not end up like me.

Help me call my parent's phone number and tell them I am sorry for disappointing them.

Don't bother to look for me because by the time you finish reading this letter, I would have crossed the bridge. You will find my lifeless body in the bathroom.

GOODBYE.

No! No! I quickly rushed to the bathroom only to find her cold lifeless body on the floor. Gloria, please don't do this, God can still give you a second chance. I wailed as I shook her body, but Gloria was gone!

~ FICTION

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