Toby watched as her mother continued praying.
It was frustrating to see that the situation in the family
was something she couldn't compromise. Her sister was still the same after
12 years, she was still wearing a diaper, and talking like a baby - she couldn't
do anything for herself, which hurt Toby deeply. She wondered when it would all
end. She hoped it would change completely. Time and time again, she had hid her
little sister away any time a visitor came by. It was a normal tradition in the
house, as it was uncomfortable when funny questions started coming from people,
and irritating stares were given. Hiding her sister was annoying and
frustrating.
She hated the fact that she couldn't talk about her sister. She
sometimes deliberately avoided talking about her sister, for she feared and
avoided questions like ''how old is she?'', '' what class is she in?'', and
''when can we meet her?”. Being unsure on how to answer such questions, she
conveniently pushes away any talk about her sister. Her heart was troubled
whenever she sees her friends walk with their sisters, because she felt bad
that she couldn't show hers.
Toby wasn't sure what the problem was with her sister Ella.
She didn't know if it was spiritual or not. For Ella was still talking in baby
language, pooping on herself, playing like a baby, sometimes even crawling like
one, she couldn't eat by herself or bathe herself, she was dependent on
everyone, especially her favourite, Toby.
It was hard getting a school for her challenged sister, and
Toby dreaded the thought - because, the
last time she was taken to a special school, her sister came back home with
infections, a darker skin and a bad tooth infection. It was hard to think of
what strangers were doing with her, and how they cared for her.
Toby walked slowly to her room and closed the door where she
cried and prayed. It was later in the evening when her phone rang that she
stood from the bed to answer. It was a familiar voice, and an unexpected
message was given....
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