When my brother shouted like a Tarzan.

Haneef Ahmed
2 min readDec 8, 2020

Back in 2016, the month of August an incident happened in my life which never happened before and it was too strange. I was in my +1 that year and my brother in his 9th. My dad used to work in another city. My mom is a housewife. So, we three were living in our house. Coming to the incident, it was terrifying for me as a young fellow. On a routine night, where we finished our dinner and slept like usual, at 2:00 am in the night my brother nayeem screamed his lungs out, it was the loudest I’ve ever heard from him in my life. That shout was a mixture of fear and anxiety. After that, even I screamed and ran into the hall pushing all the chairs and the table. I was so scared by his voice. I was afraid of what has happened to him all so suddenly. My mother was the only strong person there, without her I would have gone mad. What happened that night was our ceiling was wet by the water leakage. A portion of it was about to break into pieces and actually, it has broken and fall onto my brother. It fell right on to his ankle and thigh. The force it came down to him was huge. He was scared, yelling out for my mother’s help he was very terrified. We didn’t sleep that night. My mother, like all the other mothers, sat with us all night long giving us strength as my brother’s knee was wet by blood. It is a night I would never forget in my life. That night haunted us for some days. For the next three days when it is time to sleep, I was remembering that night. The only thing we don’t know until now is who is the other person who ran out of our house that night..

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Haneef Ahmed

I'm a bit creative. Design & Color. Huge Hollywood Lover. An INFJ.