Cogefar( a district in Douala-Cameroon), we enter in the compound of a modest family.

My name is Lucia Kamga the last born  of a family of three children. On a Saturday I was about to go and play with my friends outside when I heard a noise as if someone is weeping. I follow the noise and find out that it came from my elder sister's room I enter ( because there is nor door since the building of their house is not over) and see as usual Rosine weeping. She is fair in complexion, back hair and eye an oval face with a pink lips. Due to her health, she is now very slim yet she had a normal shape before :

"ooh Josi ( her affectuous name) you are still weeping? We know and understand that you suffer but when you weep like this you hurt us."

" what else can I do Lucia? [Weeping] I feel useless, I am now a source of problem for my family. Because of my situation my parents cannot focus on anything else except on finding a way to solve my problem."

"you're the one feeling all the pain I know but nobody has complained, we know you're not responsible of your state so please stop crying I am going to stay with you."

" no! Go and play with your friends I don't want to spoil your childhood with my problem you must live your life".

"do you think that I can have fun while you are here weeping? No I'll stay and comfort you."

Josi didn't answer but Lucia stayed besides her. When she notices that her sister was asleep, she also lay down beside her and couldn't retain her tears. She felt sorry for her sister and couldn't imagine that her second mother and best friend is now desperate. She recalled what happened five years ago, the event that upset everything in her family:

[ September 2015 ]

We were preparing ourselves for school. My brother Joël was ready and Josi was dressing Lucia as usual when our mum told us to hurry or they will be late. Josi's mate came to take her as usual since she was in 4e allemand ( secondary school) in lycée de nylon ndogpassi.

"good bye luci!" Josi said while leaving.

At 7:15 am, when my mother was about to go and buy our ( Joël and I ) lunch, my father, jean kamga [ a young mechanician of 26 black in complexion,] recieves a call, we only understand " what? Where?" And my mum suspecting that something was going on went to the leaving room to ask him what was wrong. After fifteen minutes they both ( my father and mother) come out and whisper something in my brother's ears and left. I, confused asked my brother:

"Joël what is the problem why are our parents suddenly strange"?

Joël almost crying told me

"mum told me that a car hit josi while she was crossing the road so they are going there. Let's go to school we'll soon be late".

My brother and I reach our primary school and my mistress asked him

" Why are you people late today"

In tears, my brother answers

" My elder sister had and accident and this has just upset us "

She tries to comfort us and I when in my class (sil) one year after nursery school.

That day passed very slowly, I was impatient to go back home and see my sister because I couldn't accept that she had an accident. My mistress notices that I was not partaking in the class but she left me alone and asked my mates not to disturb me. When 2:30pm arrives, my brother was already in front of my class and we left together. On the way we only look at each other speechlessly but we could feel the suffering in each other. When we arrive at home, I enter my room (I shared that room with my sister) and all the tears I restraint during the day came out my body was shaking while tears  was flowing on my cheeks as water does from an open tap. Before I realize it, my shirt was wet and laid down and felt asleep.

My bother woke me up at 6pm telling me that my sister has come at rushed from my room to the lounge and I saw my little mum sat and her right leg was plastered. I could see her pain but she turned and smiled :

"Luci I have a gift for you" despite what she was passing through she still reminds her promise of keeping something for me each time she comes back from school. Despite what happened she was still trying to take care of me, despite the fact that she'll not attend her courses something that pleases her more in her life she still think of making me happy. I wept and she stretch her arms to embrace me. Although She was suffering, she tried to comfort me. She gave me all what she kept for me from what she recieves at the hospital. I looked at my parents and for the first time, their look conveyed sadness instead of safety, for the first time I saw my father and super hero desperate for the first time I saw him totally confused he made a sign to me when I came close, he carried me and told me that my sister will soon recover. My brother was not in the lounge he when to do food shopping for we haven't eaten since morning.

In the evening we ate and went to sleep. Despite what my parents and sister told me there was a confusion and a lot of questions sounding inside of me but I was at least happy that my sister is still alive.

Others days passed very well and my sister was recovering normally and one day, the plaster was removed from her leg, she could walk without a crutch.

Someone knocking at the door takes me out of my thoughts, it was my brother coming back from his wanders. I woke up and opened the door and the the opportunity to put things inside.

       This is the beginning of my adventure . I'm not very good storyteller and I count on your vote, critics and comments to improve my skills

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"Lucia wakes up "

It was my mum's voice that wakes me up for another day. To day is sunday and as usual I have a lot to do.

" I'm coming"

I go out and notice that my mum is ready to go out. She looks at me up and down

" What are you going to cook today?"

I raise up my shoulder meaning that I don't know but she angrily says:

" So you want me to go out and cook for you right? Anyway I'm leaving your father is still asleep when you get up, ask him money for food"

I nod

" So you've decided not to speak hein, I respect your decision, great Josi for me"

Since my sister's accident, my mum gets angry for everything and nothing.

I was washing the dishes, envying that life I had before when everything was fine in comparison to what I have now.

" Lucia! Please place water in the toilet I will take a bath" my father ordered

I was coming out from the toilet and he asked

" Are you sick?"

I nod to say no

" Why are you pale and getting slim like this? Is something bothering you?"

I nod to say no

"Ok if you have any problem tell me okay"

" Okay daddy"

He washed, prepared himself, ate the remaining food and left. Suddenly after my brother left also and as usual I found myself all alone at home with my sister. I finished with my house chores, helped my sister to wash herself and we were eating together when she said

" Has everybody left ?" I look at her and noticed that she was very sad

" Yes! But mum bade you good morning and she said that she would not last outside"

We continue eating and after five minutes, josi continues

"Only you are always besides me luci, sometimes I feel alone"

" You're not alone every where our parents are they think about you, they do their best to supply all our needs and make us happy"

She nods and smiles. Despite her situation she has not lost her joy even though she weeps sometimes she is full of faith and strength. And laid down beside her and my thoughts went to the past.

[ One Friday at 4pm ]

We were all at home but josi was not yet back and my parents were worried. They went to meet my sister's mate who is our neighbor to ask but the girl's mother said that she was not back yet.

After some minutes, a bike stops in front of our compound and my sister and her mate were on it . I went and told my mum that my sister is back and she came out.

"What is it" my mother ask. From what I heard, they were coming from school when my sister said that her feet are heavy and painful, they rested a bit thinking it was tiredness but no after they rested nothing has changed so they have taken a bike.

My mother carried her inside and explained everything to my father. They agree to take her to the hospital the next day.

I cannot exactly say what happened at the hospital but my mother called her mother and inform her that the doctor found no medical explanations to that situation and my sister couldn't move without a crutch. There was a lot of agitations soon after and I went in my room to see my sister who was very calm. She looked at me and I was expecting her to smile but instead of it she wept bitterly, I was 7 years old and had nothing to tell her but I wiped her tears away and for the first time she asked me

" Will I be paralyzed?" After a while, I only said:

" I don't know but nobody here wants to see you lame"

She said nothing and asked me to leave her alone. For the first time I felt useless to her, for the first time she rejected my présence.

I went to the kitchen outside and wept deeply and my brother saw me and comforted me but he didn't stay for long.

In the silence of the night, I made a little prayer, I wanted everything to get better and didn't want anyone especially my sister to suffer, to stop dreaming and playing.

The next day after doing our house chores my mum asked my sister to get ready because they will go to see a native doctor with whom they have an appointment.

" Why mum? " Josi asked

" To know what is going on. You were not deaf when the doctor said he sees no problem with your feets. Thus, if hospital cannot help us, we shall look for solution elsewhere"

After saying it she left .

  15 minutes later, a father's car stops in front of the house and they went to see that doctor as my mum's said.

I also took advantage that my parents were not there to play with my friends and being surrounded with people made me think about something else.

Later that evening, my parents and sister went back. My sister as usual has kept us so we followed her while my parents went to talk in their room. She didn't mention anything concerning their meeting. We ate what she kept, talked and laughed. We spent a good time and seeing my sister happy made me forget all my questions. I just availed that moment and wanted it not to finish but soon after we had to go and sleep.

When I got out from my thoughts, I had to go and fetch water before the owner keeps the bucket. After fetching water, I cooked sweet potato on the remaining fried beans. Once I finished doing the remaining task, I took a bath and put everything inside when my brother came back we locked the door eat and played Ludo and card with my sister.

At 8 my parents went back home and after eating we make a family game and we talked about many things. I looked at my sister and she was relaxed, it seems she has forgotten her problems and was just playing and talking with us I was just full of joy.