I am awfully traumatised now. The moment I stepped home from interact, bad news were thrown at me.
Today marks the third death of a family member this year. I sympathise with my cousins. 3 grandparents die all together in a year, not more than 6 months apart. First our grandfather. Then it was their grandfather. Less than 10 days later, their grandmother. It just happens that this is the seventh month.
My sister's sec 4 schoolmate was knocked down by a bus on the way to school this morning. Instant death. The bus went over his neck! Reminds me of the time long long ago when I saw a kitten ironed flat by a car on the road just in front of my house.
And as if all these wasn't enough. My aunt was reminding me about the do-nots during this seventh month. Like not turning around when someone calls you. Muttering "give way please" when walking by joss sticks, food offerings and joss sticks. Keeping extremely alert. But this time it was much more serious. She substantiated these forbidden actions with freaky stories. Mainly experiences encountered personally and among our family. I didn't know my family had so many bad encounters during the seventh months.
I am going to keep praying until this month is over.
