WAGES OF SIN 6

EPISODE SIX

The child David grew and advanced in age. Though David had a small stature but she wouldn't allow anyone to cheat her or take advantage of her. As a matter of fact she had a great internal energy with which she could fight more than five boys in her class at a time. David, a beautiful girl, but with an uncontrollable spirit. She became an object of concern to her parents as things were not going well as God proclaimed at her birth. Who could quench the burning fire of David Martins when fully angered or felt being manipulated by a fellow? Who could receive a blow on his face from her left fist and not fall to the ground and have nightmares for few nights to come? David would not care how tall you were or how robust you could be before she pounce on you. Truth be said, she would not never fight her mates in stature but rather discipline them; she was that energetic and powerful.

What made her angry most times was the taunting and whining of the other children who made jest of her name, saying, "Were your parents in their right senses when they named you David? Oh! Maybe because you have a small stature, but who can tell the stature of a child from day one?" Everyday they kept looking for her trouble.

She was a special child, endowed with special supernatural gifts, though she wasn't manifesting all of those gifts. Little by little was she able to manifest some. However, the early stage of her life was full of troubles.

"Again!" Jamie screamed surprisingly. "You mean she fought and caused troubles again?" She asked, shifting her gaze from Mrs. Alexis who was David's class teacher and James old friend to David and giving her an helpless look. "But why? Why, David?" She asked, with tears forming on her eyes. "You have always made me cry. When will I rejoice over you? When? Tell me.When will you ever make me proud? She finally burst into tears.

"Jamie" Mrs Alexis said, "I believe she will still change for the best. Don't let's give up too early on her" she urged, "I have had students like her in the past that later changed for the best, though they were not as tough as her but I have a belief that things will get better." Alexis rose from her seat and took few steps to Jamie and patted her on her back, "stop crying, you just have to keep piercing some senses into her thick skull. You just can't relent over her case."

Alexis stood to take her leave. She grabbed her handbag and stopped before David and whispered, "If you love and care for your mother, make her happy." The words went deep beyond her skull as she felt bad within her spirit. Most times she wanted to do the right thing but only to find herself in the wrong lane. She couldn't define what came over her to misbehave. One part of her was she wanted to be right and perfect while another was not ready to be cheated. A young girl with a big courage like her was rare to be found. Sober, David took few steps towards her mother who was lost in weeping and didn't even know when Alexis clocked out of the house. Her hairs were dripping of her tears, her eyes reddened and her face sore.

"Don't you ever touch me" Jamie warned, seeing David reached for her warm hands. "You can do that when you change for good and make me happy" she said, "maybe I shouldn't have listened to Him, maybe I didn't need to convince James about it. Maybe the name is making you behave like these." She cried, trying to hold some tears, "Of what good is now the name He asked us to give to you. Of what good?

David refrained her hand at hearing that. "He?" Could it be the God she had been talking about? She thought. Whether or not she knew the person her mother was talking about she could perceive a sense of responsibilities on herself. It was like there was a reason for that name. Not for once had she ever thought or questioned her parents for giving her such masculine name. It just dawned on her, like a scale fell through her eyes to the ground. "David" she called her name inwardly in her heart. "Who am I? Why am I like this?"

 Whatever how bad her behaviours were, how wrongly she was living her precious life, she sensed there was more to her life, more than she could imagine. She glanced again at her crying mother with a pity look and promised in her heart to make her happy.

to be continued...

Story by: ADENIJI MICHEAL (MICHEALHADEN)