thE JiKo So si me I said that “I have done wrong”, “I’ll never do it again” “I was confused” “nilikuwa nimevuta weed”, basic excuses and when we left I had told myself that it was sawa. That night I woke up in a panic because my dad was holding me down on the bed. Meanwhile our pastor and his assistant (my mother) were setting up a jiko in my room. Mum was blowing on the makaa as the pastor was adding some sort of leaves or something. I don’t know, my memory is fucked from that night. What I do remember is how it started with the prayers, then the shout- ing calls for the demon within me to leave. They might have been the same thing walahi. I was shouting and screaming and I’m sure this convinced them that this tu-demon was chucking so it only embold- ened them. The pastor used a can to beat me and beat me and beat me and beat me. The whole time my mother is saying the same words as him and my father is holding me down on the bed. To their credit they were all crying ama they just had tears in their eyes because the smoke was acrid and thick. I was gasping and sobbing and screaming Bruh, si my folks were not ready for the wamenipeleka kwa ofisi ya pastor. I was and pulling more of this shit into my lungs with every breath and they time I got expelled from school. Or maybe counselled, told how these things are not were as loud as me shouting and beating the demon out. they were because that reaction time of right and all the basics that a lot of gays Lakini, I’ll never forget the look in my mum’s eyes. Maybe my memory kidu half a day was maybe too haraka. can attest to have heard from their parents is playing tricks on me, but even through the look of sorrow she had Yaani, i’m caught in the locker room via an interceding man of the cloth. of what she was doing to her child, her hate and conviction for what I kissing another guy, 20minutes later I’m am, shone through. in the headmasters office with the school chaplain, one hour later my parents are I left home the next day na sijarudi. there and another 2 hours later wazazi 50nd3k4 184 50nd3k4 185 50nd3k4 184 50nd3k4 185
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