"oh, what kind of heat is this?" Jane could feel herself drench her pillow and the sheets. She will be 10 tomorrow she thought. Maybe dad will buy her the bicycle she had always asked for.
Daddy promised her to be a good girl and she had been a good girl. She had Prayed five times in the morning, five times in the afternoon and five times in the evening. Daddy said that the prayers will make God approve her bicycle. If God does not approve her bicycle, he will not buy it. She tried to do it. Her brother Aaron always got the best things. Father said because he is a boy and he needs those things.
Aaron is just seven and he gets all the gifts. Jane does not understand why Aarón Never feels happy about the gifts. The last time he had mumbled a thank you over the football. His eyes always looked dull and disturbs Jane. Mother never looked active, Jane thought. She was always moving like a robot and acting whatever daddy said. Everyone respects daddy because he knows what God wants and we don't want to offend God.
She wished morning will come already so that the heat will pass already. Then she saw a flashlight through the window. She thought it was a thief in their barn till she saw her father under the reflection of the crescent moon. Anticipation roiled in her belly as she tiptoed out of the room to see what her father was up to. She followed him till she found a shed hidden in a thick bush. She saw her father enter the shed. She peeped through the window. What she saw numbed her and killed something inside her. Her father was with the so called elders of their church chanting something she couldn't understand and a young boy was laid on an altar. She remembered him, because he was albino, her father called him abomination and God hates abomination. She watched her father stab the boy with the knife. Maybe the boy was already dead because he didn't move.
-Victoria Ukpaka