Sunday July 13 2014

They were coming for me

By Lindsey Kukunda

So I woke up in the wee hours of the night a few days ago, listened to the pouring rain, and then decided, quite randomly, that my life was in danger.

I felt that there was something sinister about this rain. Anxiety begun to weave its silken threads around my body, until my heart was palpitating. I jumped out of bed, and run to switch on the light. There was no electricity.

I was now convinced that something was amiss. I grabbed my Ka Torch, and checked under the bed, and behind the curtains. I caught a glimpse of the dark stormy night and imagined misty figures coming towards me. Panicked, I dived into my bed.

I heard a loud roaring sound. It got louder and closer, and all of a sudden, this light begun to fill my room. I recognised the sound as that of a fighter jet’s approaching engines.
I knew there and then that the government had me on a hit list, and had sent a pilot to blast me to smithereens.

But why? I wanted to cry. What had I done? Then I remembered my Facebook posts on the rights of the gay community, and a friend, telling me, “You girl, they’ll come for you”.
“Bloody!” I thought, “These guys are serious like this? It is just Facebook!”
But I could survive. I could go outside in the rain, and run out the gate, and wait for the bomb to fall. I hurriedly tiptoed back to the window, to ascertain how much rain there was. The sound of the jet got louder and closer and I run around the room like a headless chicken.

I did not want to go out. It was raining badly. And what would I tell my family? I could not very well wake them up and explain what I had done to annoy the government. Then I noticed an odd thing. The sound of the jet’s engines hadn’t come closer, but they weren’t diminishing either. Starting to feel a bit like an idiot, I pulled the curtain back.

It was the rain. Getting heavier. The water and wind were beautiful in their terrific majesty, but they were most definitely not the engines of a jet. As for the was the security lights coming on after electricity had returned.