FRIDAY STORIES "The Story Of Ella (pt.2)"
I know
y’all have been waiting impatiently for the concluding part of my post: The
Story Of Ella (pt.1) . So lets
just get down to it. THIS IS IT!
I hope
y’all find it worth the wait.
“Hi, promise,” said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night….
It was a voice that I had waited to hear for so long.
“Please sit down.”
“I am very pleased to meet you, Ella,” I said, as I took my seat and gave her the card I had bought for her.
“Thanks, promise.” she smiled,
“You are always welcome, Love.”
“promise, I can’t stay,” she said, sadness in her voice.
“I really must go.”
“But we just met, Ella. Can’t we talk a little longer?” I asked, pleadingly.
“I really can’t. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you have shared with me. Thank you for everything, promise. I will never forget you. You will always be here in my heart.”
Enjoy:::
I arrived
at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to see her already
there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful. She had black, deep-set eyes that
spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a perfectly chiselled nose and
long black hair. Her eyes radiated kindness and love but there was a flicker of
something in them. I thought I could detect a flicker of sadness.“Hi, promise,” said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night….
It was a voice that I had waited to hear for so long.
“Please sit down.”
“I am very pleased to meet you, Ella,” I said, as I took my seat and gave her the card I had bought for her.
“Thanks, promise.” she smiled,
“You are always welcome, Love.”
“promise, I can’t stay,” she said, sadness in her voice.
“I really must go.”
“But we just met, Ella. Can’t we talk a little longer?” I asked, pleadingly.
“I really can’t. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you have shared with me. Thank you for everything, promise. I will never forget you. You will always be here in my heart.”
She was
looking at me straight in the eyes and I could really feel the sadness in her
voice. I swear there was something in her voice and those lovely yet lonely
eyes. She got up and smiled at me lovingly.
“Please
come and visit me tomorrow morning.” she said and gave me a piece of white
linen paper.
I read what
was written on it and when I looked up, she was gone.
The
following day on a sunday, I woke up early and got ready in excitement as I
thought of her.
I went to a
florist in a hurry.
They lived
in onuyi near my friend’s house, Upon reaching their house, I told the guard
who I was and that I was looking for Ella. The guard stared at me with sadness
and amazement in his eyes.
He told me
to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I saw him going inside the
house, I noticed that the house was brightly lit.
A woman
came out of the house and walked towards me, smiling sadly.
“Hi, I’m
Maria, Ella’s mother. Please come inside, promise.”
While we were
walking towards the house, she explained to me why she knew me very well – Ella
talks about me often. I hardly understood what she was saying as I was busy
wondering why was she crying while talking to me.
As we
approached the front door of the house, it dawned on me that there was a wake
inside. I thought maybe a relative had passed away. However, deep in my heart,
I was trembling and afraid.
As we
entered the door, there were many people silently mourning while others were
praying.
I asked her
mother, “Where is Ella?”
She held my
hand and silently led me to the coffin which was surrounded by flowers…
No word
could explain how I felt when I gazed into the coffin and saw who was lying
there. It was the same beautiful girl I met yesterday… ELLA!
A man came
beside me and I knew he was Ella’s father.
“We are so glad you came, promise .Ella talked about you all the time. She even asked for her phone to be buried with her. She said that through this way, you could still send her messages and you would always be with her.”
“We are so glad you came, promise .Ella talked about you all the time. She even asked for her phone to be buried with her. She said that through this way, you could still send her messages and you would always be with her.”
I couldn’t
believe everything… My mind was in limbo.
“But how
can this be? We just saw each other yesterday.”
“That can’t possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been suffering from a heart disease since she was a child.” said her father.
“But…” I couldn’t find the words to say.
“She told us not to bother reaching you.” her mother said, still in tears.
“She said that you will come and here.
“That can’t possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been suffering from a heart disease since she was a child.” said her father.
“But…” I couldn’t find the words to say.
“She told us not to bother reaching you.” her mother said, still in tears.
“She said that you will come and here.
Pain and
bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her as I stared at her
lovely face. I tried to memorize every line of my friend’s face, a face I knew
I would never forget while I was still alive.
After going
to the wake that afternoon, I went to the chapel she told me she went everyday.
I sat there praying and crying to God.
I held my
phone and typed,
“U
taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk som1; u
shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing u didnt teach me & it hurts – u didnt
teach me how 2 let u go. I Love You.”
I sent the
message even though I knew she wouldn’t be able to hold her cellphone again, I
knew in my heart she would get my message.
I didn’t
expect a reply but my phone beeped seconds later.
I felt a
shiver down my spine. The sender’s number did not appear on the screen but
tears rolled down my cheeks as I read the message.
“Let go
of d hand of d person u love, but don’t let go of God’s hand. 4 if u hold 2 his
hand. He may b holding d person u love in d other hand 2 let u hold each other
again.”
“I will
never forget you Ella. I will never let you go…” I vowed to her and to
myself as I left the chapel.
Ella
brought out something in me I never knew I had; I realized I could also be a
romantic person… Even if it’s just through text messaging.
“Keep me
as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw away d key so
dat no1 can evr tke u away from me…”
One day,
she sent this message to me.
I replied,
‘In life, we seldom find a true prson & if u evr find 1, hold on &
nvr let go… Value dat prson coz it’s a gift worth keeping & holdin on…”
…………………………………………..THE
END………………………………………………………….
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it folks!
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