23/09/2024
Web Of W!tchcr@ft. 17
A short True Life Story (Written by Remi the writer)
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Christian continued to shout, his voice echoed through the streets.
"I'm the king of this jungle! Hear me roar!" He began to climb the mango tree with an agility that belied his fragile state.
Passersby stopped, mesmerized by the sight of a young man scaling the tree with ease.
"Look at him!" someone exclaimed.
"Is he okay?" another onlooker asked, concern etched on her face.
Christian reached the top branch, swaying precariously as he proclaimed,
"I'm the lord of chaos! Bow down, mortals!"
His laughter sent shivers down the spines of the gathering crowd.
Meanwhile, Joe and Miracle frantically searched for Christian.
"How will we help him now?" Joe exclaimed, despair etched on his face.
Why's life so unfair to him?" Joe's voice cracked.
Miracle wrapped her arms around Joe. "Dad, it's not your fault. You've been an amazing father."
Joe's face contorted in anguish.
"First, Anna left us. Now Christian... What will I tell Anna in the afterlife?
How will I explain what's wrong with Christian?"
Tears streamed down Miracle's face.
"Dad, stop blaming yourself. You've given Christian and me the best life possible."
Joe's voice shook. "Have I? I feel like I've failed him.
If only I'd noticed the signs... Done something differently."
Miracle held Joe tighter. "You've always been there for us, Dad. Even Mom would be proud of you ."
At the mention of Anna, Joe's body shuddered.
"Your mom... She'd know what to do. She'd help Christian."
Miracle's whisper softened Joe's pain. "Dad, even if Mom were here, she'd tell you the same thing: you're an amazing father."
Joe's tears flowed freely. "What if Christian never recovers? What if...?"
Miracle's voice trembled. "We'll face it together, Dad. We'll find the best help for Christian."
As they speak a bystander Who had recognized miracle and christian as siblings in the university stopped,
"Excuse me, You're talking about the young man climbing the mango tree, right?"
Joe and miracle's eyes widened.
"Climbing the mango tree? What mango tree?!." Joe retorted
The bystander's expression turned somber.
"I think I know where he is. I saw him heading toward the mango tree.
And i didn't think much of it, but...but he's going to hurt himself if he falls."
The bystander pointed urgently.
"You'd better hurry! He's almost at the top. I think he's going to jump!"
Joe and Miracle flee towards the scene, h0rr0r propelled them forward.
Joe and Miracle spotted christian at the top of the mango tree,
They both rushed beneath the tree.
"Christian, come down!" Joe pleaded.
Christian's response was gibberish.
"I have rainbows in my pocket... Dancing shadows, and my mangoes are diamonds!"
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Miracle's voice trembled. "Brother, please come down. You're scaring us."
Just as Christian prepared to leap, Joe and Miracle screamed in unison.
"Don't jump!!!"
Joe sprinted forward, grabbing Christian's legs, holding him back.
"Christian, no! Don't do this!" Joe pleaded,
Miracle wrapped her arms around Christian's waist, pulling him back.
With the bystander's help, they managed to coax Christian down from the tree.
As they led him away, Joe's voice cracked.
"What have we done? How did it come to this?"
STORY BY REMI THE WRITER
Joe hailed a passing taxi, "Let's get him inside," he whispered to Miracle.
As they guided Christian into the cab, murmurs spread among the onlookers.
"A rich man with a m@d son! What's the point of the money?" someone whispered.
"He must have used his son for m0ney ritu@ls," another voice chimed in.
Joe's face contorted in anguish.
"Get us out of here," he urged the cab driver.
"Where to, sir?" the driver asked.
"Iyaba Psychiatric Hospital. Take us straight there.
I'll pay whatever it takes," Joe replied, determination etched on his face.
Miracle held Christian's hand, her eyes brimmed with tears. "Will they be able to help him, Dad?"
Joe's voice cracked. "We have to try, Miracle. That's our only place of redemption for now"
As the cab drove away, Christian's lun@cy intensified.
"Flapping wings... Dancing butterflies..."
Joe and Miracle exchanged worried glances.
"Maybe seeing a psychiatrist will be the solution," Joe continued.
The cab driver's gaze flicked in toward Christian in the rearview mirror.
"Sorry, sir. I hope he gets better soon".
Joe's eyes never left Christian's face. "I hope so....."
The drive seemed interminable, Christian's words devolved into incoherent murmurs.
At the hospital, Joe rushed to the reception desk. "My son needs help. Please, we need to see a psychiatrist."
The nurse's expression softened. "Of course, sir. Let's get him assessed."
As they waited, Miracle clutched Joe's hand. "Dad, what if... what if he doesn't get better?"
Joe's voice trembled. "We'll face it together, Miracle. We won't give up."
A psychiatrist emerged, "Let's help your son, Mr. Joe. We'll do everything possible."
Joe's tears fell onto Christian's face. "Thank you you so much."
The psychiatrist led them to a quiet room, where Christian's assessment began.
Joe and Miracle watched, their hands clasped together, as the psychiatrist worked to unravel Christian's tangled mind......
To be continued... Remi the writer
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