The Demise of a sister and a Friend. The painful memories I wish I could erase.

The Demise of a sister and a friend. The painful memories I wish I could erase.

It’s another exciting week and I am pleased to participate in this week’s prompt. This topic has taken me to memory lane on the things that happened to me about ten years ago. Precisely two events stands out of the many things that happened. Memories are part of human existence however, some memories are exciting while some are haunting. The latter became the nightmare that keeps on haunting my life. Anyways, here is the stories as it happened.

The most painful memories that has haunted me for over a decade is the demise of my sister. I feel so devastating because I had the power to have stopped such painful act from happening but I failed her so it appeared I was responsible for her death. Whenever I remember the whole event, I feel very disappointed with myself. The memory of her demise keeps haunting me, I don’t know if I will be able to recover from it. How it happened was that she was severely sick and all medical treatment was given to her yet her body resisted all medical treatment given to her. In the course of trying to save her life, I had a dream about her. In that dream, she was unclad and laid by a pit. Similar to the grave. I saw a man sitting close to her with a shovel in his hand, this man happened to be a known person. I approached the man and asked him why he want to bury someone who is still alive. The man snubbed me and was sitting silently and looking at her. She was helpless but I was too weak to have rendered the help. Waking up from the dream, I knew within me that I have failed her. Not long after she gave up the ghost and from that moment, her memory keeps taunting me that I which it could be erased.

Another similar situation happened which involved a close friend. I dreamt about him involving in an accident. He was a motorist who always carry market women to the market every day. I was naïve hence, I could not tell him because I thought that it was just a dream. I had to dismiss it and pray for him. Two month later, he was involved in a fatal accident that claimed his life. Before this time, I had forgotten about the dream only to be remembered by the actual reality of the dream. I felt responsible for the death of the two souls that were so dearly to me. Each time my thought stumbles on these events, I feel really bad and guilty. I just wish I can erase these memories from my mind, it could be the best thing to ever happen to me.