Jealous Gore And The Victim

Exams

There are five girls in the family, and I am the third child. The two before me are in the university, and the two after me are in the same school as me. My immediate younger sister is in SS1, while the last one is in JSS2.

Dad took his steps forth to where they were and hugged them both. He asked them to return to their classes, and he would return to pick them up during closing hours.

They were looking at me with some awkward gaze like hungry cats as they saw me looking good and peaceful. I entered the car and put on my seatbelt while Dad gave them some money as they returned to classes.

Dad returned to the car in a flight of steps, shut the door, encroaching the seatbelt, pinned it across himself, and drove down with his best driving skills; he turned towards me with calmness and cool temperament. "I guess now you can focus on your studies for the exams?"

"Yes sir, thank you for everything," I responded

with gratitude.

He smiled and patted me on the back, "I will always be here for you, my dear. Just focus on your studies and make me proud."

I felt a wave of emotions as we drove back home, feeling grateful for having such a loving and caring father by my side. I knew that with his support and guidance, I could achieve anything.

As we reached home, I thanked him once again for everything he had done for me. He hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear, "I love you, my dear. Always remember that."

I felt tears welling up in my eyes as I hugged him back, feeling truly blessed to have him as my father. I knew that no matter what challenges life threw at me, I would always have his love and support to lean on.

And as I lay in bed that night, I drifted off to sleep with a heart full of gratitude and love for the amazing father I had been blessed with.

I knew that no matter what the future held, I would always have him there to guide me and support me through it all. I closed my eyes with a smile on my face, feeling grateful for the love and strength he provided me with each and every day. With him by my side, I knew that I could conquer anything that came my way.

I wasn't safe in my poor age even perchance, and the only range of my page is chance.

"How could I not be so lucky in this narration of my story, where hurly I made through my ornament?

It was time to wallow in my grief, but no gentleness in this place we made for a walk with folks. Everyone is selfish, and the only way we can be made is to be reckless.

No holy moly in this right pave, cos all looking for another way to cross to the other side pave, and we all looking beautiful before the Ape but evil in disguise before the ace, and love is to hate at the gate of every living walk to the spirit world of chase.

Dad took me home here to secure life for me by bringing the orchard for the living space, but the greed collection in the wide land is endless, and I have to fight for a place of peace.

A cousin 'Aisha' was brought to my assistance and company in this lonely home. I dwelled on my fears and hopes, but the beginning of a new identity surfaced.

Life is a tantrum when you love living, and even in a lone cage, something must find a way to penetrate. The good that comes in shoes but hurt our feet and bad that dore the fur but learning tools."

Aisha slept in my room, and it was a peaceful night's rest. We conversed like cheeping birds till the sleep-sucking head and we dead.

I woke up In the morning in glee, finding a ward to hunger cure, budging to the kitchen and finding some foods to cure. But the edges hit the new lare for satisfaction; in the end,, I found my heart beating faster as Aisha with the demons fighting her soul cloister.

It was something else I had never seen before, but what should I do to help in care?

I was confused but rushed out in fear and called the security man to help. "Malam Abdullah, please come!" I shouted at the man, and he ran to me, and I told him about the fear.

He went inside and met Aisha naked, and her face changed to some sort of beast talking out louder.

The Fulani man knew about her condition, so he ran back in a rush to his room and, brought back a spray and shored her face, then she fell down breathless.

Some minutes ahead, she coughed and found herself naked, asking me what happened, But I was scared and speechless at the new experience.

She went into the restroom and took her bath while I was still outside in fear with the security man until she dressed up and came out looking splendid.

I hid behind the security man as she arrived.

"Aisha, Aisha...." The security man yelled at her twice, and she replied, "Yes."

Abdullah said to me, "She's fine now____she was possessed by a demon, but they are gone now."

I asked, "How did you know they were gone?"

Abdallah: she wouldn't responded to her name if they were not gone.

She stood afar looking at me in disappointment,t exhaustively crying,g and I was so pained for her misfortune.

Aisha: I'm cursed but hoping to be cast away. __Everyone ran away from me because of this, and I detested myself living like this all my life.

I thought they were gone because, for a very long time now, they've not visited, but I wondered why today.

Please forgive me. I don't mean to scare you off like that, but my bad never ceases to come this way, and I am so disappointed in myself in this little time I have left.

I attempted suicide several times, but the demons saved me from it, and I couldn't kill myself; I have to live with it with no choice anymore."

She was sobbing hard in tears, and I got overwhelmed and sold into crying too, and even with the fear, I got to hug her.

"I was fighting my battle, and I thought it was over, but the new beginning for me shrouded and clouded my mental health.

This is pitiful, and I can't reject her as everyone does; I have to deal with it even if they are going to kill me; we deserve each other.

Dad was in the other House and I guess he knew about her condition before bringing her to join me, but I'm not sure."

My first exam started at 12:PM, and I was ready at 11:AM. I had to get ready for school on time, but I was depressed and had nothing in my head to write; I went back inside offset and got prepared for school.

Reaching school, everyone was looking, ng at me, and I could not stand my gaze, so I went to the library to pass the time and refresh my memory before going to the exam hall for the 30 minutes left before the exams.

I met some students in the library focused on reading, and nobody noticed my entry; I snooped inside, but the librarian caught me off guard. "Salama, where have you been? I heard you were missing, how about that?" She said.

"Well, if I was missing and not found, you wouldn't see me in here today," I replied in an ill manner, and then I moved forth to have some books to read.

Every being in the entity is shackled in shock and twirls into watching me, losing concentration on my new movie.

My response was a bombshell to the librarian and the students cos everyone knew me to be shy kinda and introverted.

They all got scared of talking to me as I went for the chemistry textbook. The librarian followed me up to where I was sitting and said to me, "Sorry for the way I asked you without greetings; I missed you even if others didn't because you are one of the students. I adore her personality, your nature and your behaviour.

You were always the last and only person in here whenever the Building seemed like a ghost House. But you were absent for a while and not here, and I heard from the school authority that you were missing, as reported by your mom."

"Thank you, I'm sorry too for the way I responded. Right now, I'm not in a good state of mind, and I have to refresh my memory before the exams. I hope you understand." I said.

"Okay no problems, enjoy yourself." She said as she stepped back.

I got the book and took it and opened it while other students were in the gaze at me like a lost card, but I never cared about their damn thing. I was in the book in depression, trying to grab something out, but there was nothing new in the book to study; I knew everything in it.

So I closed the book and returned it back to the shelf and left to the exam Hall.

I didn't know who I was going to sit with during the exam, and I didn't care who, but at the doorway to the Hall, I heard someone yelling my name, "Salama, Salama!"

I turned and it was my classmate met Khalifa Muhamme who always wanted to force me into talking even when I avoided it.

He is my cousin, though, and I have no choice but to speak with him.

"Hi Khalifa, how have you been?" I said

"I'm good, and you? Where have you been? I missed you so much, and you are looking so beautiful in your new body size." He said.

"Please, let's talk later, after exams," I said

"But we're going to sit together for the exams." He said.

My seat number was 15, and his 16. "Wow, but please don't disturb me," I said.

He laughed and we entered the Hall to our sit.

But before we commence I inquire "Khalifa, hope you are prepared for the exams?"

"Yes of course. But where have you been all this while?

Your mom said you ran out of the House, and since then, you were missing." He said

"But did she tell you why I ran out of the House?" I replied to him

"You did something wrong and she corrected you, but you got offended and left the house and never returned. That was what she said." He said.

"Did you believe her or not?" I asked him

"I don't believe in one-sided stories, and the reason why I asked you." He said.

We cut the conversation when the invigilator came into the Hall sharing answer sheets and question papers. We sat down and tried to focus on the exam questions, but my mind was drifting. Khalifa kept trying to talk to me during the exam, but I shushed him, and he finally got the message and focused on his own paper.

Reaching my turn to have the sheets from the invigilator, he was on my face with an ill-fitting gaze handing over the sheets to me "I heard you were missing." He said, but I ignored him like his mental health.

I clutched my sheets and, centered on writing my names, moved forth while they all stared at me. The only attention I had was writing my exams.