Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Unexpected Guilt
There was a girl name Meeka, a pretty girl, but just a little bit different from the rest of the students in the school. Her hair was raven black and as smooth as fine silk. Her eyes were as innocent as those of an angel, and her body was just irresistable. Despite all of that, and despite the fact that she seemed like a perfect girlfriend to boys, she was born with something missing, her intelligence. Her appearence may be like a regular fifteen year-old teenage, but her brain never worked like one. Deep down, she was just a five year-old kid. She was an easy prey with many predators stalking her, watching her, ready to pounce on her anytime. No one could blame her, she was just born like that.
One of those 'predators' would of course be me and my gang of two more people, Thomas and Luke. Back then we were the older kids in school, the stronger ones, but the ones who were in the weakest class of all. We were an immature bunch, playing pranks on poor Meeka and tricking her for our own entertainment. We never expected that anything dangerous would happen, we didn't even think once about the consequences that might be fatal. After all, we were just teenagers, we were still young.
It all happened on that fateful day, when Meeka was wandering around near the gate of the school at around noon after being dismissed from the class for 'special' students. It was a ritual for us to play a little prank on her after school, and we all looked forward to it. Behind the great bricked wall was our usual 'meeting spot', where we squatted down in a small circle devising a sinister plan to prank Meeka. We stared at each other, drew all sorts of strange diagrams on the sand, and thought for a long, long time. "Hey Felix, what about we use THAT thing to scare her?" asked Luke with a big grinn spreaded across his pimply face. I hesitated for a while, then, the most awesome of all ideas that I had ever came up with struck me! It was so brilliant that it sent a shiver of excitement down my spine. I nudged Thomas to grab his attention and explained the great plan to both of them. Then we went up to Meeka.
"Hey Meeka, want to play with us? We have something good to show you." I said, smiling while the two boys are giggling away behind.
"What thing... Uh... No you always t-trick me and-"
"No NO! We are... Uhh... Going to play with you and give you a big lollipop!" Luke interupted hastily.
"Yeah! A BIG lollipop!" Thomas added.
"Lollipop? Okay!" Meeka meekly agreed as the boys and I smirked at each other.
All three of us walked her down the street to a place where hardly anyone goes to. There were old, wrecked, deserted warehouses sprawled everywhere, a perfect place to prank her and run away with no one looking and criticizing us. There beside that little white shed, I planted Meeka beside it and told her to wait there untill the boys and I return with the "Item". She nodded like an obedient child as we turned and walked away to another ruined shed, where we kept all the "items" safely. While we were strolling and chuckling, I noticed a fat man wearing a tattered singlet hiding behind a bush. I thought that he was just taking a pee so I ignored him.
We grabbed a small pail of slimy toads and headed back to where Meeka was. The thought of her screaming in fear, and running away makes me titter. Suddenly, there was a shriek from nearby, it sounded just like Meeka. We hurried to the white shed where she was waiting but there was no longer anyone around. My smile soon faded away as I remembered that fat guy I saw, then wild thoughts of Meeka being tortured or murdered soon filled my head. Then, there was another scream, a scream for help.
"Hey it's coming from that warehouse there!" yelled Thomas.
We dashed towards the house and forced the doors open. There the fat man I saw scrambled away anxiously through the other exit. There Meeka laid on the cold concrete floor unconciously. There was blood smudged between her thighs and her skirt, she had been raped. "Oh my God, we're in deep trouble! They'll say it's our fault! What to do?!" Luke nervously exclaimed.
"Call the ambulance." I demanded.
"But-"
"I said call!" I bellowed, and looked furiously at them and blaming myself inwardly.
She was sent away to the hospital a moment later, and we were eventually punnished heavily. Our parents were called up, and were almost expelled from the school. Even with all those, there was nothing more our parents could say to us. After all, we were just kids, we couldn't learn the easy way, we had to experience it the hard way.
We went to visit Meeka in the hospital two days later. Her mother was beside her, reading a book to dear Meeka, who was her only daughter. Thomas and Luke, and I felt extremely regretful at that very moment, we couldn't bring ourself to face the mother. We walked in silently with our heads hanging, hiding our faces and all the shame. I handed Meeka a colorful lollipop and all of us said "I'm sorry" in harmony. As I raised my head slowly, Meeka smiled sweetly and mouthed a few words to us.
"Meeka lost her voice due to the trauma. She says thank you." explained her mother, sobbing.
Stunned by her words, I couldn't utter a single thing to Meeka. The boys and I bowed our heads once again as we felt ourselves flooded with tears and misery.
9:16 PM
