Must Read: Life Of Uam Boy

6 years ago

Must Read: Life Of Uam Boy

Time just has this way of slowing itself down when you need it to be fast. We had gone shopping the previous day. Everything was ready for the party but the time just refused to move. Philip had gone to his fellowship’s allnight for the first time in the month just to scoop fuel. The thoughts of the party alone gave me goose bumps. How was it going to be? Would it live up to my expectations? I only prayed that there shouldn’t be any incident of voilence because i was very allergic to violence. The last time i was involved in violence, i lost a tooth. My mates started calling me Northerner until last year when i broke my bank to fix a tooth. My name then changed to Alhaji. Its so funny how the poor hausaman is called Northerner while the rich one is calle Alhaji. Since that incidence, i turned into a good boy, always advicing friends against violence.

I’v heard about fights in parties and clubs but i
have never witnessed one. Philip had told me
about how a gay was toasting the bouncer of a
night club, the slap he received changed his
Sekxual orientation, his life never remained the
same. After being delivered from the spirit of
homosexuality, he started chasing girls. The first
girl he decided to chyke happened to be a rich
guy’s girl friend. The guy ordered his thugs to
beat the other guy up.

Trouble, however broke up when our repentant
gay, came back with his own squad. According to
philip, the fight was very fatal.

The time was 12:00pm, the party was suppose to
begin by 9:00pm so I still had about 9hours of
joblessness. I went to the playstation center. The
plan was to keep myself busy so as not to feel the
effect of the time. I kept checking the time every
now and then but it wasn’t moving as fast as i
had wished. I kept loosing, maybe because my
spirit wasn’t there with me. I swear, if after this
suffering the party no come sweet me ba, i go
break person head.

I left the game center some few minutes past two
when i started getting frustrated.

I went home, straight to my bed and slept. I had
a dream.

The party was a huge success as people filled
philip’s lodge which was the venue. Philip titled it
‘home coming’, how wack!!

A beautiful girl had developed intrest in me, she
was all over me. She took me to a corner of the
lodge and started kissing me. She came down to
my neck and all of a sudden, her canines started
getting longer. Before i could say jack, she had
already pierced the teeth through my neck and
started sU-Cking my blood. I couldn’t even speak.

I was just praying in my heart. I was telling God,
“please accept my soul, i know i’m a sinner, please forgive me”. All of a sudden,she removed her teeth from my neck. I was dying slowly.

She bent down and looked into my eyes and spoke “never f*ck with Amaka”.
Her beautiful face
started changing till she metamorphosed into
Amaka. That was the last image i saw before my
eyes closed.

I jumped from my bed shouting Jesus! Jesus!!
Jesus!!!

I knelt down and started binding every spirit of
Amaka in my Life. I have dreamt only twice since
the beginning of the semester and Amaka was in
both.

I checked my time and it was a few minutes past
seven. I had slept for 5 good hours. I quickly took
my bath and left for philip’s house.

They were already setting the speakers and
generator when i came. I just sat down without
talking to anybody. After arranging everything,
musa and philip came to ask me what the
problem was but i told them it was nothing.

We sat there gisting until it was 9:00pm. Nobody
came so i suggested that philip should start
playing music with vivian’s laptop which was with
him.

People started trooping in and at about 10:30 the
place was already filled up. Our dj had also taken
over from philip.

Glass cups went round and everybody was served
wine which we used to toast to a happy tenure as
mr.fresher for philip.

‘Hi’ i heard a voice behind me.

It was the miss fresher. The dim red light
illuminated her pretty face.

“Hey! Watsup” i replied nervously.

Are you not the guy who got beaten by
soldiermen? She asked
Damn!!! I now have a tag. ‘That guy that was
beaten by soldiermen’.

“Don’t mind me, i was drunk” i replied.

“No, actually it was cool. You stood up for your right” she spoke. Which right was she talking about? Right to ownership of an express road?

Thank God for the dim light, she would have
noticed that i was blushing. I always look like
shrek whenever i blush.

“kelvin so this is where you’v been hiding? ” i turned and beheld my nightmare, AMAKA!!!