He had tried all he could to save his last daughter and only family member from dying. He sold his house
and car so that a surgery can be carried out on her.
Amanda died during the surgery and he still have debts of #400,000 to pay. He had to sell his remaining
property; his cloths and golds to raise the #400,000.
He walked pass the street in rags and with his head facing down. To feed, he has to beg as he had lost
his job while taking care of Amanda. Everybody now sees him as a retard. He still hopes all will be well.
One day, as he was in his business of begging, he saw his good friend drive pass him and he runs after
the car until the car gets to its destination
He stands beside the car as his friend whines down the glass. “Sunny”, he said, “could you please help me. I
am stack broke and I have got nothing to eat, no house to live in, no clothes to wear. Sunny, ok, I do not
want to stress you just give me money to eat this morning. I have exhausted my strength by running
after your car” He kneels “Sunny please, do not leave me this way”
Still shocked to see him tattered, “Nnamdi, I don’t know why you are still living. All is gone; Your wife,
your children, your family, your cars, your clothes, your house and your joy They are all gone. Now you
are begging on the street. What a pity. If I was in your shoes, I would have ended everything. Well, take
this money to eat this morning and take my card. Come to my office tomorrow by 10am. I will see what I
can do”. He looks at Nnamdi again. “But the rate at which your life is wrecked, can anything make it
better again? See me tomorrow sha” Sunny enters his car and leaves.
Nnamdi begins to think about how he lost everything, how he has been labelled mad. He begins to
ruminate over Sunny’s talks “can I ever make it again like Sunny said? I was the one that raised him from
the gutters, now I am at the gutters”
He takes a step forward and stopped. “What am I leaving for? Everything I own is gone. My honor, my
prestige all gone. I think it is time to go. Thank God I met Sunny. It is time to end it all. That way, I will
see my beautiful wife and daughter again, I will not have to suffer here anymore”.
He uses the money Sunny gave him to buy a bottle of sniper. He retreated to an uncompleted building.
Nnamdi drinks the Sniper and groans to death.
Next day at Sunny’s office, a call from the police came in to announced the death of one Mr Nnamdi.
The police had seen his business card with Mr Nnamdi and think there will be a connection between
them. “Mr Nnamdi committed suicide” rings in Sunny’s ears as he recall his last conversation with
“He was fine when he didn’t see me. I planned to help him but while trying to pity him, I suggested death to him.
I killed him with my careless talk. He didn’t ever plan to die. I killed him, I killed him”. He cries profusely.
His words has murdered an innocent man.