I stepped out on the balcony to see what was going on, i saw a woman run out into the street, we have used the elevator together a couple of times. She was holding her baby in her arms, it looked lifeless, her scream sent shivers down my spine. The temperature was about 12°C, she had no shoes on, nor a veste to protect her from the cold, she kept screaming "Seigneur, sauve mon bébé" which means, "Lord, save my baby".
That moment when a French woman becomes a christain and remembers that God exists...
In tears, she kept saying "rendez-moi mon bébé Seigneur, je ne veux pas qu'il parte, revenez-moi mon bébé" (Lord, give me back my baby, i don't want him to go away, come back to me my baby). It was horrible. A helpless mother who can't save her child, i couldn't do anything to help either so i started praying. The pompiers arrived not so long after. I wondered how long it would have taken before help came if it was in Nigeria.
I couldn't bear to watch any more, i wanted to run away from her screams, but i never stopped praying, "O Lord of hosts, if thou wilt indeed look on the affliction of thine handmaid, and remember her, and save her baby".
I can't begin to imagine what the poor woman was going through, what it feels like for a mother who can't help her baby who needs help... helplessness. I don't know what really happen and i'll never know.
I had terrible cauchemars after this incident. The woman's cry wouldn't stop haunting me. I could hear her voice in deep agony, over and over again. I had several horrible dreams. I can't remember what they were about exactly, i just know that they were scary...
In school, I can't concentrate, I am so tired and I can't seem to keep my eyes open, except to write this. Talking helps take away stress. Thanks for reading.
*cauchemar - nightmares
*veste - jacket
*pompier - fire brigade
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