Two days ago…

Lindokuhle climbs off her Queen size double bed and slips into a shiny purple, morning gown, before joining her husband for breakfast in the kitchen. ” I am feeling a bit dizzy this morning “yawned Lindokuhle, stretching her arms , as she opens a sealed box of corn flakes .” Rough night ?,” asked her husband , sipping a cup of coffee.” I had an awful nightmare, I should probably call my therapist ,” Lindokuhle said, pouring fresh full cream milk into a bowl of cereals.” I think you are working too hard at the hospital , its probably fatigue taking its toll on you ,” replied her husband , Bongani, standing up from his chair to kiss her wife on the forehead.” You think so babe ?,” wondered Lindokuhle, scooping into a bowl of cereal with a silver spoon , straight into her open mouth.” Babe , I’m late for work , we’ll talk later , just dont be hard on yourself ,” her husband said , taking his car keys from the table and staring onto a golden watch on his wrist.

Lindokuhle takes a quick shower before arranging an appointment with her therapist for later during the day.” Hi ,Maria , its me Lindo ,” Lindokuhle said , holding her cellphone on the one hand and colouring her lips with red lipstick with the other.” Oh good morning Lindokuhle, how have you been since our last session,” replied Dr. Naidoo.” I’ve been having nightmares again doctor,” said Lindokuhle, pulling a comb through her short hair in order to make it neat.” Okay , please dont panic my darling , I have a tight schedule but I’ll squeeze you in ,say two hours from now? ,” replied Dr Naidoo.” Oh thank you very much Doctor, I would really appreciate that,” beemed Lindokuhle with a big smile on her face. ” Its a pleasure Lindo , see you then, bye ! ,” Dr Naidoo said , hanging up the call.

” take a seat anywhere you feel comfortable my dear ,” Dr. Naidoo removes her eyeglasses and crosses her legs sitting on a chair.”uhm ..okay,”replies Lindokuhle sitting her body up on an arm chair.” Can you tell me what happens when you close your eyes?,” asked Dr. Naidoo.” Im walking on grass with my bare feet , stepping into a graveyard,” Lindokuhle’s body is shaking with both her hands gripping on a chair.” I am staring at corpses of my parents and twin sister,” she stutters a bit , holding her breathe.” You are making good progress Lindo,” Dr Naidoo writes on her notebook with a black pen.Lindokuhle ‘s shoe laces loosen up with her feet feeling a bit warm inside her brown boots,she looks down on the wooden carpets in the Dr Naidoo’s office and sees her shadow under the neon light attached to the ceiling.Lindokuhle tries to keep her composure by lifting her chin up but the aircon system breezes cool air into the room and her body starts shivering a bit.   ” I’m feeling a bit cold , can you switch off the aircon Doctor?,” Lindokuhle asked, unable to sit still. Sure not a problem my dear ,” replied the therapist.

” I want us to do an exercise together ,” informed the therapist standing up from her chair.” Okay , how does this relate to my nightmares?,”Lindokuhle asked, confused with her head tilted.” Let me show you,stand up my dear ,dont be shy ,” the therapist said, with a steady eye contact.Lindokuhle rises to her feet with her head bent down.” Are you ready my dear ? ,” the therapist asked , nodding with a smile.” Okay , we can try the exercise,” replied Lindokuhle, pouting her lips.” I want you to turn your back around,hold your body tight with your arms , close your eyes and let go so that I can catch you ,”instructed the therapist, standing behind Lindokuhle , opening her arms.” Why are we doing this exercise Doctor?,” asked a concerned Lindokuhle biting her lips.” In order to establish trust between us my dear ,” replied the therapist.

” Aaaah!”Lindokuhle screams , hoping to fall into the arms of her therapist’s like she promised.Instead , Lindokuhle finds her self in a casket, cornered in the darkness, burried alive.” Where am I ?,” Lindokuhle is terrified, alone inside a a wooded box of death.” Somebody help me ?”She screams , breathing shallow and rapidly, but not a single soul alive can hear her loud screams. A stinking , brutal smell totures her nostrils like ghost fart.” Dr Naidoo help me , I’m trapped ,” cries Lindokuhle, calling her therapist to rescue her but shes nowhere to be found in this dark therapy session.