Jake The Tormentor Of Abdi

Jake the tormentor of Abdi

“Salaam Aleykum Abdi the Somalinigger!”

That is the phrase that I had grown oh so accustomed to hearing from Jake, My white college classmate. This had been going on for little over a year now. To make matters worse, he was a notorious Neo-Nazi and a championship level trash talker, basically an overall devil and pain in the ass to me.

One day i was on my way home from the hospital as usual with my mom. Reason being one year ago my dad was viciously attacked on his way home from the local mosque, where he was the Imam. It left him in a terrible state and he was in a coma. The perpetrator and the motive had yet to be discovered, although I had a feeling that he was being targeted for his religion or race, or maybe both. Me and my mom would visit him daily and talk to him. My mom would always say that he could hear us and that it was just a matter of time before he would wake up. I had my doubts regarding that. But i would always pray.

“Salaam Aleykum Abdi the Somalinigger”

“Wow Abdi the Somaliniggers mom is sexy as fuck, what an ass on that bitch”

I saw Jake working out with his friends at the playground while shouting these obscenities towards me and my mom. I felt incredibly degraded and humiliated by him saying this in front of, and to my mom.

I took my shirt off and began walking towards him and his friends. I wanted to give him a piece of my mind, and perhaps more. I was absolutely furious.

I then came face to face with him, and at the last moment I changed my mind on getting in to a physical confrontation with this demon.

It was never for me anyway to get in to fights. Im a peaceful spiritual being. He had a sinister grin on his face, and his piercing blue eyes were becoming huge like what you would expect from a wild animal of some sort, not a human being.

“Jake, im not gonna fight you, just leave me and especially my MOM alone!, we are just…..”

“FUCK YOU AND YOUR MOM”

That was the last moment I remember from the altercation. I woke up next to My father who was looking directly at Me. He had woken up!

I was found by some strangers who saw me lying unconscious and twitching on the cement ground. They called the ambulance. Where was my mom?

The doctor told me that I got punched in the face and that led to me being knocked out. Jake the devil…

Ouch! My jaw really hurt, it was broken and I had lacerations all over my face as a result of hitting the ground face first. Not to mention a serious concussion, but other than that i was fine, and would soon be given the green light to go home.

The nurse came in to my room and said that there was a dvd for me, by way of our home address. Awesome, probably my mom explaining why she is not here. And why she did not take me to the hospital herself. I got up slowly and inserted the dvd in to the TV set and laid down on my bed with the remote controller in my hand. Dad looked really thrilled, after all it had been about a year since he last saw mom. He really adored her, even after all of these years.

I pressed play.