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Fiction: The Lights

Eno was only six years old when he saw became born again and began to see the light. It started out as a beam of colours. One minute, he was playing with Teni, his best friend from next door and the next minute, he was knocked off his feet by a burst of light that exploded right in front of him. When he came to, he saw soft beams of different colours  of light surrounding Teni’s face as he stared at him anxiously. He was silent for so long, not answering Teni’s “What happened? Can you hear me?, that Teni ran off to call his mother from the kitchen. By the time his mother got to him, the light was gone so, he thought he had imagined it and forgot about it until it happened again. This time, he was eleven and his father was sitting astride his mother, slapping her as hard as he usually did. Eno was cowering behind the mustard coloured sofa in the living room, whimpering and crying, telling his father to stop, when the light exploded around him, knocking him against the standing