A journey that never was

10TH APRIL, 2022.
58TH ARTICLE IN ALL.
7TH ARTICLE IN THE MONTH.

Happy Sunday. Happy Easter in advance.

It was May 27, 2013. It was children's day. A day when children are celebrated and given special treatment by everyone. Before that day, my dad called my aunt that he would be coming to pick me in school to travel to my grandma's house in the city.

I was living in the boardinghouse. My aunt was the hostel mistress. Immediately I heard that my dad would be coming and I would be traveling, I told my mates in the hostel and I started packing my clothes. There was a program that was scheduled for the children day. So, my dad was to pick me up at the program.

On the D-Day, I was super happy that I was going to see my parents. We left the hostel after we ate breakfast. We got to the program and I am sure my mind was not there at all. I must have been thinking about how the journey would go.

After some hours, I began to feel uneasy. My parents ought to have been around and the program was almost over. At the end of the program, our cook told me that my aunt called her that I should follow the other hostelites back to the hostel.

I was surprised 😮. I wondered why my aunt would send that message and why I hadn't seen my parents. My friends were already asking questions. When we got back to the hostel, I quickly went to my aunt's room. I greeted her and she smiled that my dad had travelled. I felt like crying 😪. Why would my mum allow my dad to travel without taking me along 😥?

When my aunt saw that I was about to cry, she drew me closer to herself and told me that my parents cancelled the journey. WHY? She said some thieves broke into my dad's car and took away his bag containing the car particulars.

My dad and mum had already prepared and left our house. They stopped at the market to buy some things for Grandma. As my dad was about to lock the car, he hid his bag under the front seat while my mum kept hers on the back seat. As they left the car and went to the market, some thieves monitored my parents and used another key to unlock the car. The case was immediately reported to the police and the whole area was searched but the thieves had absconded. We never saw those particulars again including the bag. That was how the planned journey never was.

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