chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

John

I was so happy to hear the crowd cheer me up. My both parents were so proud of me. As I carried the warthog which I and my crew had hunted above my shoulders, the whole pack were so excited to the extent of themselves bowing their knees before me.

That was a very brave and thoughtful imagination I had created but in reality, I was so nervous about the hunting. I wish I had options but I didn't. I thought a lot of things in my head. I asked myself so many questions like; what if I went into the hood and the hunter unfortunately became the hunted.

I decided to go to bed and see what tomorrow would be like for me. Immediately I climbed my bed, the tension would just grab me by the neck and refuse to let go. I would have to go back down and continue my thinking. A

At some point,I would have to start practicing nirvana which did not work at the time. Maybe, I wasn't focused at all.

I had to step out of my room that night in search of my inner peace. I tried counting the stars, staring at the man on the Moon but instead, I saw a wild animal carrying a little boy in its mouth.

Suddenly, I felt that at that point, all that would be of help to me was a little bit of encouragement and motivation. I stood up for where I sat and headed to my sister's room.

I kept knocking on her door but she didn't come out. I had to try the door and it opened freely. That was a huge relief but she wasn't inside. I started thinking of where she was going to be by that hour of the night.

It was not the first nor was it the tenth time she was not in her room. I would have investigated it all as usual but at this time, I had to mind my business and keep fighting my own demons.

I just closed her door for her and headed for my uncle Josh's room. Getting there, I was satisfied because I just heard the word he says anytime he gets hurt.

With my teeth so wide in the air, I knocked on the door and he called my name without opening the door. He asked me to come in as if he was expecting me.

He made me know that he was already expecting me to come. I wasn't shocked at all because he had always predicted my actions even before the thoughts arrived in my head.

At times, I felt he had manipulated me but as for tonight; I would have to avoid bringing up any argument because I was on a kind of mission.

Uncle Josh was busy filing his knife which he always threatened to use on my throat.

He asked me if I was ready to be sacrificed to the gods while raising his knife up. But then, it didn't amuse me because I came to him for a serious business.

I told him that I came for something more serious and important which made him give me listening ears.

I tried my best to ensure that I explained my worries to him in a very serious way in order for him to know that I came to him as an elder .

He nodded his head in support and then he burst into laughter.

I was wondering if he thought that I was joking at that point. So, I had to cut in and make it clear to him that I wasn't joking.

My uncle told me that I should be very prepared for the Hunt because it was never easy. He made me more nervous about it and I started regretting coming for his motivation. At the end of the conversation, he told me to go get it.

It made me feel better but he had already killed my spirit with the way he began.

I thanked him for his time at the same time, I was like; he would not see me come to him for advice again. But all that was in my thoughts.

Leaving his room, "go get it "sang in my head till I got to my room. As I entered my room looking and acting brave and strong, I jumped on my bed and imagined myself having a cool and relaxing time sleeping.

I started thinking of what my uncle Josh had told me earlier before motivating me and then, I started losing my confidence because of the way he described the hunt.

I could have argued with him but I was not in the position to do so because he already had the experience.

I felt weak and regretted meeting that old man today. I felt like beating the living hell out of him but if wishes were horses, beggars would ride as well.

Honestly, I had met the wrong person and now my clock starts ticking so fast.

I had the worst night of my life that day. I went back to my sister's room and luckily for me, she was back. I didn't ask her where she went; I went straight to the point. Looking tired, she told me that she wasn't in the position to advise me but she would tell me to rather meet my father.

Leaving her room, I thanked her so much for putting such a good idea in my empty brain. She called me by my name and told me that I can do it and she believes in me regardless of our fights.

My love for her became unmeasurable from that day onward. She was better than I thought.

I smiled at her and left her to rest. I headed to my father's room not minding that he could take hours to advise someone. I needed it so dearly; I had to go for it.

As I knocked on his door nervously, he opened the door for me happily.