Clearing those fliers off the school walls was almost like carrying out a herculean task.

Lucy and her friends had passed around me a few times pointing and laughing at me.
Including Emma.

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I finally home. I was so exhausted and looked so gloomy.

I felt like i was being cursed or something, like all the troubles of the world had been completely dumped on my shoulders.

Why was this happening, and why me.

"Haaa!!" I sighed a sigh of relief as I fell lazily on the couch staring at the empty space.
It was still early, so I figured mom would probably be at work now.

"Who's there?........honey what are you doing back so soon.
Did something happen?... Are you sick?" I heard mom ask as she ran all the way from upstairs. She asked me with so much concern.

"Mom!....what are you doing here. Aren't you supposed to be at work?" I asked nervously, jumping off my feet in fear.
I saw the surprised look on her face.

"Uh...uhm...am fine mom, thanks.
You're not at work?" I asked nervously not taking my eyes away from her.

"Well..since you're so concerned about me working, yeah, I took the day off.
I needed to get some rest.
So do you now mind explaining to me why you're here by this time and not at school learning?" She asked folding her arms with a serious look on her face.
She was definitely not going anywhere without an answer.

"Uhm...uh...I just came to get some things, I forgot some of my books and I needed them" I didn't sound very convincing but hopefully she would buy it..

"OK honey,....make sure get all of them!" She said with a wide smile on her face after staring at me for some while suspiciously.

I stood up abruptly to head upstairs when a stash of papers fell from my bag. I knew exactly what it was and I wasn't going to let her see them no matter what.

"What's this?....here, let me help you with that" she said bending to pick up the papers for me.

"No no mom....I got it, you don't need to worry....just some things I needed to dispose of" I said with the most awkward and scared voice.
But she still went ahead to pick them anyway.
I stretched my hands trying to take them from her before she looks at them, but she didn't let me.
She ended up seeing her daughter doing something she could never have imagined me doing.

"Mom...mom...please....I can explain" i said with fear. My eyes were now red and was filling up with tears.
How was I going to explain this to her that she'd understand.
It was completely hopeless.

Before I knew it, I felt a hot incoming slap on my face.
I could see how furious and hurt she was.

"Explain what?.....oh my God Emmi.
How...how....how could you.
So now you feel you can do whatever you feel like it and lie to me about it?" She said with tears flooding down her chicks.

"No mom...please listen to me, is not what you think...is not what it looks like I promise.
Please give me a chance to explain" I said sobbing and trying to go closer to her to calm her down but she pushed me away.

"Alright Emmi.... Go ahead, tell me another lie, as if this isn't prove enough.
My God Emmi, I don't even know you anymore." She cried out backing away from me.

"Is me Emmi, your daughter.
And you know me better mom, I can never do something like that, i was set up" I tried going closer to her but she backed further away from me.

"No Emmi, if one thing am sure of,,...you're not my daughter.
This is not my hand work, you were not the daughter I raised myself.
No no no. Where is my sweet little innocent Emmi?
She would never do this to me" she said looking down on the ground and sobbing disappointedly.

"Mom please don't say that!" I cried out. I knew she was deeply hurt, and is all my fault. But I wished she could just listen to me and believe me.

I went closer to her touching her shoulders to make her remember who I was and counsel her.

But now she seemed different, she began to slowly fall on her feet dizzily holding her forehead.
She was no more talking but struggling to catch her breath.

"Mom?.....mom are you OK..... What's wrong?" I asked anxiously.
She was just nodding her head with tears in her eyes and a glare of pain.

I quickly ran to the kitchen to get her a glass of water and a hand fan to give her some air.
But before I got there, she was completely past out, she wasn't showing sign of movement. But luckily she was breathing, which meant she was still alive. But won't be for long if she doesn't get help soon.

I felt my heart jump into my stomach. I was so scared and was feeling so guilty and responsible for all this.

"Mom?.....mom?.... Please wake up....I need you here with me, please don't leave me yet.
Am sorry you had to see me this way.
Mom?....mom please come on.
I promise to be a better person,.... A better daughter" I cried out as I shook her on and on praying and hoping she would miraculously wake up. But nothing.
My tears too wouldn't stop falling down on her.

I quickly searched for my phone and dialed the emergency number for an ambulance to come help me give her quick medical support.

And I a few minutes I began to hear their sirens outside.
They quickly rushed her into the carriage and tied her to it.

I went in and sat beside her inside the ambulance.
I watched her and my heart hurts. I couldn't control my tears anymore.

What if something happens to her.. She was all I got now and nothing else.
I did nothing else but to pray for her dear life and beg God to keep her save and bring her back to me.

I would become totally lost and helpless without her.
She had  worked many jobs at a time only just to satisfy me and provide for me.

All that stress, finally catching up to her now.
And the worst part is that I never even get the chances to appreciate her and show her how much she was worth to me and how much I loved her.

She was quickly rushed to the emergency room while the doctors ordered me to stay behind at the reception area.

Tears ran down my face again as I looked at her one last time before they took her away.
She was so lifeless.
Almost as if she were dead.
But I know my God won't fail Mr.
He'll surely bring her back to me hail and hearty.