Aids is real!!! Aid kills!!! Aids kills!!! Aids kills!!!
These words kept ringing in her subconscious as she gently slumped to the floor barely aware of her surroundings. "How can this be? I abstained from sex", she sobbed.
It was a windy evening. Stephanie had gone out to purchase one of her favorite delicacy, "barbecued chicken" at her favorite bar. "Could you bring it quickly, I'm starving", she gushed out at the waiter. She was already salivating at the thought of it. Along came her meal. As usual, without further ado, she tore at her food, biting at every bit in satisfaction when suddenly she noticed something unusual on her plate. It was blood!!! "what is this?" she shouted. "Excuse me ma'am, is there a problem?" , asked one of the waiters. "why is there blood on my meal?"she enquired. Soon some investigations were carried out. It was discovered that the waiter who served her had a big cut on his finger. He careless served her in a hurry before going in to dress his injury properly. That explained the spill of blood on her meal and plate. Stephanie stormed out of the restaurant in anger. She has never been this disgusted in her life. Time passed by and the memory of that night faded. Little did she know what was in store for her. It was exactly two months after the incidence. Stephanie had taken ill and was admitted at a hospital just a block away from her home. As usual, just like every other time, she awaited the test results and the doctors diagnosis. She just couldn't wait to be up and about again. "Stephanie how are you today?" the doctor asked, putting on a weak smile. "It's up to you to make me well doc, " she muttered. "What does the test result say?" she asked. She had grown weak and thin over the past week. "I'll let you know once you're strong enough" the doctor replied, "right now, let's get you treated." soon, Stephanie was on her feet again and just like the doctor promised, her results were revealed. She was Hiv positive. "but but how? When? How?" she asked so surprised.. She had abstained from sex and just couldnt place a finger on how she contracted it. The barbecue!!!!! Suddenly it dawned on her. She had contracted it from the waiter. She gently slumped on the floor in confusion and fear.
A few months later, Stephanie found herself at the same hospital, now a shadow of her old self. She had found it difficult to cope with her present health state and as a result, her health had deteriorated drastically. She died a month later of aids, an innocent soul, paying a price for someone else's costly mistake.
