“Mum I’m back!”,imaan called out as she took her shoes off, she was tired after a long day at school. “Imaan come to the kitchen I really need to talk to you,”her mother spoke sternly. Imaans hands were on her head “not again, what could I have done today”, her mother was sitting on the stool with a letter, “young lady what have you been up to!!”,
the police came today asking questions about Zoe, who has not been coming home for a few weeks!”imaan just looked at her mother with a blank look “mum I don’t hang around with her anymore, so why did they come here , “beta how many times have I told you, not to hang around with that gori,but I know from my heart, that you are telling the truth, her mother send the police here, I knew they were the trouble makers!!, imaan looked at her mother in disbelief,”mum Zoe is missing , anything could have happened to her !!, I just can’t believe you sometimes” imaan threw her bag on the floor and ran upstairs , slamming the door behind her…Tears were flowing from her eyes, she let out all her frustration on her arms, her sharp nails were tearing in her skin , the pain was getting worse as the blood was oozing out but in imaans mind it was making her feel better .She shut her eyes and tried to imagined being far away from home, from everyone that knew her.. She wished to be invisible to the world…
Zoe was on her third bottle of the red wine but suddenly she got drunk,
she looked across the room where Dan and his friend were gambling away. Her body was shaking with energy, she got thinking about the way she left her home for her boyfriend Dan, she replayed in her mind the way she slapped her mother across the face, suddenly her anger got hold of her , She looked at the bottle and smashed it on the floor, she stood up and started to dance away as she wanted to stop thinking about the way she treated everyone .Dan and the guys were distracted by her moves, Zoe shouted across the room “who wants to dance with me”, she needed attention and this was the one way she could get it from Dan, who was smiling away and he got up to rock some moves.
Where am I??, spoke imaan laying on a hard surface, she felt cold and felt slimy things on her bare legs , she looked around this tiny room , everything was dark and gloomy, her head was in pain as she tried to get up but it was impossible, she suddenly shivered in horror as hissing noise was coming through her ears , it was becoming louder and louder, she tried to fight off the slimy worms , kicking and screaming !!, imaan suddenly reliesed that this was her new home, the underground, the big hole , the cold grave became her destination… Her face was cold in fear as the snake hissed at her, it was coming for her..
“aaaaagghhghhhh””!!!, imaan suddenly fell off her bed, it was just a dream but the feeling in her stomach wasn’t the same , her mouth was bitter and her eyes were red from the lack of asleep…Imaan got up and looked around as a sound was coming from outside, imaan opened the window and listened to the Azan “allahu akabar, allahu akabar”, her heart was beating very fast as the sound became familer ,her body and her mind became in peace, for the first time in her life she walked slowly towards the door and carefully opened it with her shaky hands, her spine was shivering but she walked to cleanse herself with the pure water as it was the time to speak to the one and only Allah subhaan waala taala…