Last night was a rather restless one for me. I grabbed my car key and headed out the door; I needed fresh air so bad, perhaps that would clear my head.
I drove round the relatively quiet city avoiding streets with no streetlights. Sooner than I thought, I got bored. ‘Up for a little adventure?’, I asked myself, and before I could respond, my hand pushed my gear to reverse.
Close by, there’s an underbridge that many feared to pass at night thanks to the ‘night children’ who will stop at nothing to harm you and steal whatever they can.
My central lock was activated and I was ready to speed off in case of danger. As I approached the first speed breaker, I could feel my heart in my mouth beating faster and loud like music from a woofer. Slowly, I climbed the speed breaker. Something caught my attention…
A woman was sleeping under the bridge, right there, close to the pillars supporting the bridge. I was still trying to wrap my head around the reason she’s out here on such a cold starless night when I sighted more people. One I couldn’t tell what sex used a sack bag for covering from cold. I saw a man sitting up straight with his back against the pillar, fast asleep.
My heart broke and a tear escaped. I wish I had a blanket to give them, some money and food but I had none. For safety, I had left my wallet at home…
As I made my way through the last speed breaker, I could only pray for tomorrow night to come when I would have a chance to lend a helping hand to those under the dreaded bridge.
Now, I’m not afraid to dare and take calculated risks. You should do the same sometime soon.
- Night children: Origin – Nigeria > A name given to criminals or people who carry out unlawful acts at night such as stealing.
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