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#amspeakingfromthegrave: Monicah Kimani
Trembling, J moved back and he gazed at her as she spread her hands straight together and threw her legs blood jumping from her neck. His whole body shook as she looked at him and opened her mouth to say something to him but she got chocked with blood that jumped through her mouth. He dropped the knife that was still on his hand and moved back again. It was like a dream to him. “Monichah! Monichah!”, he called out at her but her eyes still fixed at his, her legs calmed from the throwing and slowly spread them and her eyes shut! She went silent! There was a pool of blood around her with some clotting her neck that tried to spit slowly. His heart almost skipped a beat. His legs became weak and he slowly slide himself against the wall squatting. ‘Is she dead?’ he asked himself. His lips were trembling and he slowly rose up and moved next to her. He was very keen not to step on the blood. He bend and placed his hand on left side of her chest and it was over! Her heart had stopped beating. " WTF!" he quietly cried. Tears dropped from his eyes and he sobbed. He could not believe it. He staggered to the bath tap and opened water. He let the water run on his hands that were having blood and he rubbed them to wash. He realised that the running water was flowing with blood towards the door and shocked, he held her legs and pulled her body towards the bath tap to stop blood from flowing towards the door. He actually did not know what he was doing. His mind was completely traumatised. He was not thinking at all. He was standing there next to a dead person who had just made love with him. Someone who had just served him with food. Someone who had just welcomed him to her house and introduced him to her friends! He trembled with shock! He Unhanged the bathing towel that she had just used to wipe his seeds from her honey pot and let water run on it…he wiped the blood stains on his T-shirt and short but realised it was all in vain…
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