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BIRDY

I was certain if she chucked one more fufu ball between my lips I was going to bath her face with the previous balls I had managed to ingest ; perhaps she misinterpreted the look on my face, because she gave me a rare smile, exposing black gums on which were stuck about six tobacco stained teeth. When she was done I looked down at my round shiny belly, I shivered slightly at the thought of it being pricked by a needle, I could vividly imagine it's contents spewed all over the sparsely furnished hut ; fufu balls and
vegetable soup laced with bits of dried fish.

I only realized i slept off because I was being rudely nudged awake, I was about to give whoever it was an entire acre of my mind when I saw the weathered face which had wrinkles finely sculptured into it. The first time I saw her I can still thinking she looked a bit older than God himself. During my time here I had come to notice she never wasted a word when her actions could be a substitute, that explained the rough nudge. Without being told I knew it was time for my daily massage.

"Emesiere" I muttered under my breath just loud enough for her to hear me, as I undressed.

"Idem fo?" she retorted.

Without responding I rolled unto my stomach and steeled myself for what would come next. I felt a pair of ropy hands run over my body, the oil applied to my skin eliminating friction of any kind. I gritted my teeth to stop me from whimpering, determined of denying her the pleasure of knowing she was hurting me. She muttered dissatisfactorily at short intervals through out the massage session. I caught whispers of how stiff my muscles were and me lacking a feminine pulchitrude, this made me smile inwardly as I added it to my growing list of victories.

In the weeks that preceeded, the fufu balls got bigger, the massage sessions became more intense and lengthy and I was forced to sleep longer hours, yet the beads still hung loosely on my waist and wrist . With each day that went by, the faint glow of defeat flickered more brightly behind their tired eyes .In the end, while they all tagged me unqualified for the next stage of my life, I tried to hide my smiles behind feigned tears, deep down I was proud of my body just the way it was, like a bird's

lovethchioma:
You write well..

Thank you lovethchioma

Missonas:
No was just playing with you. You write well

Thanks

Missonas:
Lol do u act as well

For now I just write. You think I'll make a good actor?

Missonas:

My name is joy

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Missonas:

Who are you?

I am Cedric. What's your name?

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Who are you?

I am Cedric. What's your name?

I strongly believe everyone falls in love just once in their life time. Afterwards you keep making comparisons till you eventually settle

Bro this is not what you think. I'm not a suicide risk o. I'm just someone who's good with words.

"What doesn't kill you gives you something to write about "

This is one write up that is never getting out, because everyone thinks I am over you. But deep
down I am one muddled up pool of sad emotions.

Not a day goes by without something reminding me of you; a memory, a song or a familiar face we both saw for the first time together.

I would never have imagined a day would come when I can’t call your phone because I was certain you won’t pick up. With everyday that goes by I forget what it feels like to be genuinely happy, without realizing it you have become the standard to me for what perfection really means; sadly it took being away you from to realize this.

Each word my fingers types on my keyboard is accompanied by memories from our years together, they still feel just like yesterday ago. Memories once dearly cherished which now haunt me. My world feels like a rainbow without colours, a garden without flowers with you not a part of it anymore.

Still alive, My after life began the moment I lost you

micheal


NB: on a second thought i decided to put this up cos I reckoned no one would really care enough to know who I really am. This going to be lost in the ocean of posts in nairaland