Memories of Adaku 3

She knew this was going to be hard but it was harder than she envisioned. Pain gripped her heart and tugged at it, making her feel like she was going to die the next moment.

“Make it stop!” she screamed. Tiny drops of sweat had broken free and were trickling down freely from her forehead downward. She knew she was going into panic mode. It was a mode she had gotten familiar with when she thought about the past.

It saw a spiral that sucked her in every time as she slowly felt drawn deep into darkness.

***

She hated this dress. It gave her a gloomy feeling. It wasn’t the best dress for any lady. The big shapeless prison uniform that had come to be the only option for her. The colour grey had an effect on her mood.

Sadly enough five days before she was brought to prison she had marked her eighteenth year on mother earth and was taken straight to maximum prison instead of juvenile. Six months ago and five days after her eighteenth birthday she was whisked in here like a criminal. Due to the nature of the crime, she had been charged with she wasn’t allowed a visitor. Not that anybody would have come to visit her in the first place. 

She was all alone! 

They had told her she needed a lawyer. She couldn’t foot the bill for a lawyer, so the state provided one. She was told by mummy J that a lawyer would come for her today, so she was quite hopeful. Six months was enough time to get one. She stretched out her hands to straighten her wrinkled grown and then she heard Mummy J’s voice.

“Adaku your lawyer don come”

She looked at the only mother-like figure in her life right now. She was the warden in-charge and she had been kind to her since she got here.

She touched her Mummy J’s hand briefly before walking towards the room reserved for visitors

she mumbled something that sounded like a greeting to the man sitting across the table. He looked too young to be a lawyer. She calculated his age immediately, he shouldn’t be more than twenty-four she thought to herself.

How was he to handle this case?

He looked at the supposed criminal in front of him. She looked so fragile but her eye had a lot of stories in them. She tried to hold her shoulder up but he was sure she felt beaten down.

Hi, my name is Bayo and am the lawyer in charge of your case.

She eyed him from head to toe

“Have you ever been in the four walls of a university?” She queried

He knew she was trying to intimidate him and he wasn’t going to back down so easily

“Look am here to help you, which means we are on the same side”

She folded her arms across her chest

“So can you tell me all I need to know or you can defend yourself in court come Monday?”

He was always quick to notice eye movement. He could see her eye shrink with fear and then knew he had gotten through her defense.

She felt her eye closing at the thought of recounting all that had happened since she was eight till now that led to her being taken in now as a murderer.

***

The loud whistle from the kettle geared her back to her room in Aguureli

Ten years after and the experience was still able to make her relapse into that state. She had been assured that it will get better. At least she had something to bring her back from the horror of the past. She never knew she could be this grateful to a kettle

She needed to leave this room it brought back too many memories of the past. She headed for the door handle in a race-like-manner.

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