ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FENCE, THEY WERE HAVING MY FUNERAL (Fiction )_____DAILY PROMPT 17TH OCTOBER

On The Other Side Of The Fence - #dailyprompt

The fence in our backyard had been there before I was born.

Papa said never go near it after 6pm. "On the other side of the fence, things walk that should not walk," he said.

I always thought it was just to scare us.

Until yesterday.

I was washing plates outside when I heard music. Drums. Crying. From the other side of the fence.

I wiped my hands and peeped through the small hole.......

On the other side of the fence, there was a crowd........ My mother was there. My papa. My neighbors. All wearing black. They were crying around a small white coffin.

I shouted, "Mama! What is happening!"

No one answered. They couldn't see me.

Then the pastor opened the coffin.

Inside was me.

I screamed so loud, my mama from THIS side came running. "What is wrong with you!"

I was shaking, pointing at the fence. "Mama, on the other side of the fence, I saw my funeral!"

She pulled me inside and locked the door. Then she told me what she never wanted to tell me.

"When you were 5, you almost died. You were sick for 7 days. The dibia said your spirit left your body and was wandering on the other side of the fence. We prayed for 7 nights to bring you back."

I couldn't sleep last night.

This morning, I went back to the fence. The hole is still there. But this time, I didn't peep.

I just whispered, "I'm still here. I'm not coming."

And I walked away and opened my Blurt app and started writing. Because if I am alive on this side of the fence, I must use the life.

On the other side of the fence is not for me. Not yet.......

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