Life in the forest

My stay with these people for the past week has been amazing. They taught me how to defend myself, how to start a fire with firewood, they showed me some fruits that can be eaten and ones that are extremely poisonous etc. They were basically teaching me how to survive. I was also taught how to use a gun and also warned to use it when I have to defend myself and not to hurt innocent people. There is only one person I want to hurt right now and that is my parents' killer or killers.

The air in the forest is fresher and cooler than that of the city because the one in the city is heavily polluted and this one is clean.

Right now, I have to find a way to gather as many people as I can so that I can finally get the revenge I long for most dearly.

After several weeks of training I feel like a fighting machine now. I don't feel weak as how I used to. I felt I was ready to take my revenge into motion but I need people to help me. I can't do this alone. This must be something that doesn't only benefit me but everyone because at the end of the day as long as the Black Killer is still alive I would not be safe especially after the little stunt I pulled off on him. He needs to be stopped, he has caused enough pain and terror to people and he has to be taken down. I highly suspect that he is the one who took my parents away from me. Who else could he be? Unfortunately, no one knows his face. He is always hidden behind a mask. I doubt even his own crew know who he really is. He could even be walking among us but we don't know. First, I have to know his identity and then find a way to get rid of him.

Now that I think of it, he must have taken my phone. I never found it after I escaped. He probably feared that I would call someone and tell on him. He now has access to my pictures, my contacts, messages and everything that I have stored on my phone. My grandparents, my siblings are alone now. I have to find a way to contact them and make sure they are okay. I don't have a phone and even if I did there is no cell service around here.

I asked Clara, Clara is the name of the girl who treated my wounds when she brought me to the cave. Turns out she is my age and I am glad. She has not been to school before and does not know the ways of a normal teenager so I tell her a lot of things. I tell her normal school life stuff and how basically life is in Accra. I asked her if there was a payphone around here. According to her I have to walk a long distance to get to the closest payphone. I just realized I don't know their numbers. On my phone, I just tap on the name on my contacts. I am really stuck here. I might as well get comfortable if I want to survive so I have to perfect my fighting skills even more.

The Black Killer's point of view.

It's been days since I have been on the search for Jade Skai. I found her name on her phone along with other vital information about her. I saw really beautiful pictures of her. I am not supposed to be looking at her pictures like that but I can't help it. Each picture gets stuck in my head like glue. Her beautiful dark skin and her big brown eyes in the pictures were painted behind my eyelids and displayed anytime I close my eyes. Her dark brown afro hair is really beautiful. I can't deny the fact that she is really beautiful. As I looked through her phone I saw a picture of her standing with her parents if I am not mistaken. Those people look familiar.