MIRACLE DO NOT HAPPEN IN DECEMBER.

Episode 3.
Mother gave me two packaged container of food, and of course I knew one was for Felix and the other is mine. I got the station late today because mother could not pick me up to the station, she had tuning temperature throughout the previous night. I felt it was better if I just live like a normal child too, at least for once in my life I wanted to know how to it feels to enter a public transport to school.
I was late for school already and no bus came around the station, angry and bittered. I looked so tired and depressed already, then all of a sudden a bus pull to a stop and the door opened for me but unfortunately there was no vacant space to seat so I had to stand .
The journey to my school usually takes twenty minutes when mother drive me to school but I over heard from some classmate some few days ago that it does take up to half an hour when you take public transport.
I stood for about ten minutes, looking so rejected and annoyed.
Hey Sewa! You can manage with me if you don’t mind. I beckoned to the offer immediately without thinking twice, my leg were stiff already. I have never being through such stress since I was born.
The stranger who offered me a seat didn’t start any conversion neither did I.
His hair was shining, so full like an Afro black American teenager, his lips were pinkish plus his uniform were neatly arranged and he sat down with his left leg crossed over the right leg. Just like royalty
I was busy admiring his look that I didn’t noticed that the bus has pull to a stop, can I pass please?
His voice was what brought me out of my euphoria. I am Stanley, am your senior, a science student. I hope to see you around some other time.
Would you mind if I walk with you I replied?
Of course not he said.
I have two lunch boxes , please give me the privilege to give you one for the good deed you have done towards me.
He smiled and said, you don’t have to Adesewa.
How do you know my name I asked?
Well your dad and my dad were good old friends before my dad died in war.
We walked towards our class but I made sure Stanley took the food after all I could not pass Felix’s school mother will understand. I did not know Felix won’t.
This was how our big fight started.
To be continued.

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  1. ifey December 24, 2016 Reply

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