My Mama or Something Else
I am 19 years old, I live with my grandmamy in a small town in Nakuru Kenya in a 14 room stone house granddad build. I have no siblings, never set eyes on my dad and my mama is too much of drinker. When I was 6 my aunt Sonnie died and was buried behind the animal shelter about quarter a km from the main house next to my granddad and my nanas graves.
About a year after Aunty passed away when I joined class one in 1999, I remember quite clearly it was on a weekend and after dinner I kissed my grandma goodnight and went to bed. Mine was a small bedroom with my belongings and my toys. I fell asleep instantly and I didn’t dream like I usually never do, well until around 3 am when I woke up with what felt like a pat on my thigh. I couldn’t move or even say a word, I …