When people say what is good in good, and what is bad, does it also mean what is bad is good?
This is a question I have given an answer that I believe is right and " *F**k the law" I would say.
I am 20, I did what others believed to be bad at 15 but I do not feel the same way, even after the law took it cause and I was sent to a senior correction center.
I killed my uncle when I was only 15.
It was on a cloudy morning, dew was set on plants and little mist fell on my cardigan. I went with my uncle to the hospital where the doctor did the confirmation and I killed him there afterwards.
"She is HIV positive and it could result to AIDs if she does not get medical attention." He said as he gave me a brief look.
My uncle abused me every night, I got pregnant thrice which he aborted as they come. I only got to know what sex is after my first abortion, that day he smiled at me like what the doctor said means nothing. He knows all along that he is HIV positive but always have his way into me without protection.
He ruined me!
That morning I took the scissors in the doctor's desk and I forcefully drove it inside him. It all happened in a flash that the doctor could not stopped me, all effort to revive him proved futile. He died but I was still not contented. It was a good bad. I was free from his bondage but remain locked in this disease, still it feels better without him.
©Yusuf Muyibat Avosuahi
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