How are you doing, hope the trip up there was not too bumpy, and I hope you finally got someone to take a look at your feet, because I remember they were a bit swollen from all the running we did. I’m feeling a bit better down here; the people who found me gave me a bottle of water to drink, and yeah they also gave me a new pair of shoes too.
Dad, I know things were not too good this past few months, i am really sorry about all the noise that kept you up all those nights, and i am sorry we had to sleep in the gutters those terrible nights when it rained bullets, and i am especially sorry you had to eat that dead vulture, i remember it gave you a running stomach for days.
Dad, I know you really cared about me, and I don’t blame you for leaving my mother by the road side, she was really weak and we had to move on, it was a hard decision, but you had to make it in order to save me, so please try to forgive yourself, and I am very sure she understood your decision and is proud of you; oh that reminds me say hello to her when you see her, and tell her to eat as much as she can this time around.
Dad, I know it’s not too late to apologize for disobeying you, I promise I won’t pick up strange things from the road side anymore, if only I had listened you would still be here, i was so hungry and it looked so much like a can of food, please find it in your heart to forgive me.
Well I have to go now, the nurse writing this letter has to get back to work, and before I forget, the doctor says my new arms will be here in a few weeks, that means I will be writing more letters to you, and don’t worry I’ll keep your tombstone clean.
Thank you for loving me, I will always love you.
Good night dada
Arome Ameh (The Priest)