Kika died on Wednesday, April 12. I found out Thursday, April 13. Nifemi called me, and I refused to believe it. Kika and death in the same sentence does not make any sense. I had to call Ify because I knew that she would know the truth. When she confirmed the terrible news, I couldn't stop crying. I still can't stop crying. Kika is on my mind every second of every day. I can't stop thinking about how much I want to hold her and hug her so tightly. I miss her so much God. It's not like we used to see each other every day, but I can't fathom the thought of never seeing her again. Holy Spirit, you are my comforter, encourager, counsellor. Come and comfort and encourage me please. I have no motivation to do anything productive. Help me please, God. If it's possible for Kika to see what I'm about to write, please show this to her:
You were the first born again Christian that I ever looked up to and wanted to be friends with. We both remember how I famzed you last year on your 18th birthday. I never really thought it would go anywhere, but I famzed you all the same. You quickly became my confidant, my friend, my sister in Christ. I quickly grew to love you so dearly. I hate so much that you had to go when you did, and if you can see me right now, you're probably telling me not to be sad, that you're so happy right now and at peace with God. I'm being selfish for wishing you stayed here with me, I know. But I miss you so much. Who's going to help me with my Youtube channel? Who am I going to pray with? I hope you're praying for us that are still here. Pray for me to be able to fulfill my task here on earth, just as you fulfilled yours. I love you so much and I can't wait to see you again. I miss your beautiful smile. You'll be my sister forever.