Eka and I walked towards the bus stop together. I’d had a long day and my feet hurt from walking around town, running errands for the office. She teased me and said I was lazy. I laughed and called her a mumu. The irony of calling me lazy. I was the one doing a 9-5 internship and all my darling twin sister did was smile and look pretty. She’s a model. Or something like that. She laughed too and told me I was crazy in love with a mumu. Silly girl. Of course I was crazy in love with her. We were twins!
“You know you love me, you know you love me!”
She was using her sing-song voice again and I shook my head. She stuck out her tongue at me and tickled me till I laughed. I playfully pushed her away and stopped by the lady with the umbrella to buy airtime for my phone. She saw someone she thought she knew and walked ahead to greet him. I waited as the lady ran around to find my change. I looked around but could not immediately see Eka. I smiled. The girl was such a butterfly!
I got my change soon enough and had only just pocketed it when the explosion sounded. It was deafening and the impact of the blast knocked the wind out of me and threw me several feet away.
I heard people screaming. There was a terrible ache in my head and I could not feel my left arm. I had landed on it when I fell. I pushed myself up frightened and panicked. My knees were shaky and I was forced to lower myself to the ground again. I had bruises all over. Then I remembered Eka and I got up again. There was a fire somewhere ahead and pandemonium had broken loose. I began to run in the direction of the fire. I was not sure of anything but I needed to find Eka.
My heart was pounding away in my chest, my eyes hurt and my feet hurt. I could not think. Someone bumped into me and I knocked my head on his jaw. I was forced to slow down. I was really dizzy. I yelled Eka’s name, scanning faces, searching for that face that was the exact replica of mine. It did not even occur to me to dial her number. As I got really close to the burning car, I tripped over something and fell.
When I looked down to see what tripped me, it was Eka’s mangled body. Her arm lay a few feet away. I recognized that arm because the wrist had on it the gold charm bracelet I had given her for our birthday two weeks ago.
I screamed then. I screamed even louder. It was not possible. Could not be possible.
And then I blacked out.
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