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DAISY; Mysteries Untold

If shadows could hide, Daisy would be the perfect home. Welcome to her world; trying to find a balance between life and death, hopes and misbelief. Still, she journeys into it Will her strength carry her through or will she end up becoming another body in the bag, waiting to be buried, six feet under?

othuke_gideon · Fantasi
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30 Chs

The Discharge

Seeking life Is like seeking death, both ways man will surely fade..

In the journey of memories, we tend to be alive yet buried

healthy, yet sick.

Whole, yet broken.

"Miss Daisy you are free to go" Doctor Gideon spoke while checking my files.

I am going no where, I have no place to go.

I can't go back home.

"Your mom will come pick you" he was so happy for me.

I frowned inside, why do I have to be incapable, or should I just run, but where to?

The truck approached a gas station and it was clear we were out of fuel.

"Miss we still have a long way to go" the truck driver spoke to me with much concern. As though he knew the matter on ground.

"Thank you sir, I am grateful" finally I could make out a sentence.

We were done getting the fuel and now ready to leave

Then it happened.

There they were.

Even if I could not remember anything from the night of my abduction, I can't forget that left scar on his face, that beard, that hat. I can't forget his name Rakas.

They parked ahead of our truck and was also about to leave.

I started panicking, fear took over. Is this a nightmare?

Why here of all places?

I ran out to the back seat, the driver could clearly see the fear on my face.

"What's wrong miss, are you ok" by this time I was no longer sane.

Everything was now insane.

How can we get out?

How can we leave?

They stopped, why!

Rakas looked at our truck.

What is he doing?

I bent like as though the seat should swallow me..

"Mate, check it out" he called out to his partner who by this time was so engrossed in the wine he was taken.

"What bro" he relied while staggering

"This truck looks so old. I could break through it with my bare hands.

"Funny bro, you are a really good comedian" obviously that was not funny.

The driver wanted so hard to come down but with the fear he saw in me, he knew he better not.

"Leave the truck alone, it is just a piece of trash" Mr. drunk replied with so much wisdom.

"If you say so mate" Rakas left leaving me in peace. But this time I was now in panic mode and anxiety.

The monsters started whispering in my ears

Can't you hear them?

I need to breathe.

I was already choking in my fears.

Somebody Help!

What is the quickest way to die and the best way to live ?

I need an answer.

"Miss are you ok? Talk to me" everywhere kept turning.

Please make it stop.

"I would make your death a silent one" flashes of Rakas kept coming and it became all I could hear.

Choking, I can't breathe, air.

I am suffocating.

I was slowly loosing grip of life.

"You are all ready to leave" Doctor Gideon brought back the fact that I am now free to go.

I am going back to that place I now dread so much, that place I am so much scared of.

My peace taken away.

There she was, standing in front of me with a very wide smile. One could tell this time that this smile was real even I knew that. But what is she happy about. It can't be about me being free to go, certainly not also about me coming home.

Why is she happy?

Is everything ok?

Am I safe?

"Thank you Doc for taking care of my precious" she spoke all Happy and for the first time after a long time, I didn't know what to believe. Does she mean it?

What happened?

What is she hiding?

All I could do was smile inside.

Because deep down I saw the mom I knew before.

She was a beautiful lady,

Working class as you might better put.

Her gaze could kill a thousand men. My dad always said then that he fought many battles just to have her.

She was very intelligent and caring.

But it just pains me that my mom is dead.

Now the one right in front of me is just someone who took her face.

She is a witch, no heart or love. She scars those who draws close, she pretense and most especially she now uses her only daughter as a drawing board and you think I would fully believe someone like that won't have something up her sleeve.