The Horror Of A Lifetime : Day 196: 5 Minute Freewrite

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Okay, before I proceed I must let you know the story am about to tell you actually happens between the year 1992-1998 , but I can't remember the exact year anymore

Across the street a woman just gave birth and everyone in the community were all happy at it, I mean who doesn't like such a joyful news? The father of the baby is stationed in the nearby state and comes home by the weekend, he has heard of the good news too but have to finish up somethings before coming, the day came that the baby's father will come and the mother has already set out the trolley where all the baby assortments are in an effort to make him look very good to his father.

At around 5:00 pm his car drove in and people troupe out to welcome him but the first thing I noticed about him was that his mouth was smelling all full of liquor, he brought out biscuit for us all and we thanked him and followed him in, his legs were shaking too it was obvious he has already have a wild party over at his station for the celebration.
After entering the house he was presented with the baby and he carried him in the best way a father will carry his own child and all of a sudden he threw him up in mood of more celebration and the baby hit the rolling fan and got shattered by the blades with the roof of the house splattered with the baby's blood, the mother shouted in horror at the scene as it drew people's attention to the horrible scene, the baby died instantly.
The man was said to have left that house since that day and never came back again despite his wife's plea that he is forgiven but he refuse to forgive himself.

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