WHAT A JOURNEY: Chapter 1 – 20
GIFT OKORIE??
CHAPTER 3
“please put me down, people are staring” she said as we got to a T junction after walking for what seemed like ages, i put her down there’s a sign post on each side of the paths. The right one says ‘EXIT’ while the path by the left says ‘LANE 2’.
I’ve never been to this side of the estate before. It looks the same, beautiful, big but lonely and very quiet, only few people were walking by and some were probably coming back from jogging, and some kids that were playing hide and seek in their driveway.
“this way” she said and followed the left path which says LANE 2. I followed her like a bodyguard.
As we were walking, it got lonelier and quieter, although there were clean houses there, but I don’t think anyone lives in any of the houses or probably they all travelled. Which is definitely not possible. So, I concluded that no one lives around here, or perhaps not anymore.
“no one lives here, it’s a lonely place” she said immediately as if she read my thoughts.
“hey, how did you know what I was thinking” I asked in dismay.
“I didn’t, I just guessed from the look on your face” she replied.
I nodded.
As we were walking, I heard her gasped loudly and I turned to know what the problem is, dmn a bird pooped on her head. I tried so hard to hold back a laugh, but I didn’t succeed, I let it all out, she looked like ice cream sundae.
“disrespectful bird” she screamed at the bird that was already far from us.
“yea, go ahead, laugh at me, I was born to be laughed at anyway”. She said while trying to clean the bird poop. My laughter died immediately she said that, I wasn’t expecting to hear her say that. I felt guilty.
“I’m so sorry” I apologised.
“hey, its ok, you don’t have to apologise, I’m fine” she replied. We went dead silent as we continued walking. Few blocks away she stopped.
“so, this is me, this is where I live” she said pointing her right finger to a house that stood alone as if it was rejected by its family of houses.
I looked at the house, not bad, it looked like an old fashioned breakfast shop that is fast approaching its end, but still it managed to force itself to keep standing in its glory like the Buckingham palace, but I know that it will just be a matter of time before it goes crashing like the great Titanic.
WHAT A JOURNEY: Chapter 1 – 20
As we were walking in the walkway to the door, I saw a beautiful rose garden mixed with tulips, it was so fresh and blooming, the scent of the flowers filled the walkway.
“wow, you are a good gardener” I complemented.
“thanks, glad I can actually be useful with something after being cur$ed”. She said.
“you are not cur$ed” I said to her. She swiftly turned, she stared at me, the same look she gave me at the court when I offered to help her.
“what…” I asked her.
“why do you think so” she asked.
“because there is no such thing as a ¢urse, it’s just what people use to cover up their bad luck”
“and what is bad luck in other words” she asked looking straight into my eyes, searching for what I can’t really tell.
“there are no other words for bad luck, it’s just bad luck” we were now facing each other and I can feel her breath on my face. She finally shook her head and turned away from me.
She touched the rim of her top and wanted to pull it up, what the he.ll, is she trying to $educe me or what.
“hey please put your top back on” I screamed at her with my eyes shot.
“like I removed it in the first place” she said with amusement in her voice. I open my eyes and looked at her.
“then why did you touch it”
“I wanted to bring out my key” she said pointing at a white rope on her waist which has a bunch of keys knotted to it.
This girl is ¢razy, tying key to her waist, who does that. She untied the first knot, untied the second knot, the third, the fourth, the fifth, I became curious.
“how many knots are they” I asked.
“fifteen”
“what”! what the he.ll, fifteen knots for what.
“each knot signifies how many times I’ve lost my keys”
“so, you’ve lost your keys 15 times”
“yes, if I lose it today, and I buy another one tomorrow, I’ll increase the knots”
“girl you’ve gone ‘knots’” I said and we laughed at my joke. It felt as if we’ve known each other for a long time, and I was really enjoying her company.
WHAT A JOURNEY: Chapter 1 – 20
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