MY SECOND NAME

Overthinking is my second name, yeah overthinking is my second name, on many occasions, I have had thoughts that made me think I am a witch. One time my mum said she was going for a party and she said she will be coming back by 6 pm, like every other child I was happy and joyful "mummy buy me sweet or bring me rice " I screamed after her "do not worry my child, I will bring everything for you" she said and she left for the party, trust me I turned into a time keeper I was always checking the time to know when she will come back from the party.

It was past 6 and mummy is not yet back, maybe it due to traffic I thought, and then when I checked the time again it was past 8 in the night, I became scared. The what ifs that went through my mind were uncountable, I started playing scenarios in my head of what has happened, was she kidnapped? Did she encounter accident? Or maybe she has left me behind 😭. It dawned on me that my mum has left me behind, I cried myself to sleep that night because my mum did not come back early and when I woke up the next morning I woke up on my mum's bed, I was shocked because in my house it is like a taboo "you sleep in your bed and not mine " my mummy would always say. According to her she came back and met me crying in my sleep and my siblings told her of how I was overreacting 😅 and she carried to her bed me to pet me in my sleep, don't worry I was my younger self then 😁.

On another occasion, this particular one my chest pained me bad, everyone who is very close to me knows I love love kids and I love carrying them especially when the child is beautiful and calm, so on this particular day, I went to see a friend and I met her aunt there with her new born baby and she was like please help me carry my baby let me bathe the child was 7 months, as my usual self I carried this child and the mum went to bathe the child started screaming after sometime, the child was screaming so loud that I thought maybe the child was scared of me. His mum quickly ran out from the bathroom and she managed to make the child to stop crying and I carried the child again after sometime the child started crying again and the mother came out.

This happened four times before his mum was done bathing and the child kept crying, oh there's heat I said and decided to pull of my top to hang around with my singlet only for me to find out that the zip on my cloth was bad and also no properly placed, chaii after I have thought that I was a witch and the child was scared of me and the mum too did not spare me she was like "my child does not cry like this o what have you done" I actually thought the child saw something bad in me 😭. I planned on going home by 2 o'clock that day but I went home by 4 o'clock because the child slept on my chest for a very long time and refused to lay on his bed. Phew !! After all I am not a witch.
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