MY ROOMMATE AND THE MAN FROM A GRÀVEYARD
EPISODE 3
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“please you guys should spare me that crab. It’s just a mare gràveyard. Nothing will happen to me” Victoria said confidently.
“Okay, let’s wait and see if something will not happen to you” Ada said and everyone became quiet.
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The quietness in the bus lasted for ten minutes and was broken by Victoria when she suddenly scream:
“Driver! Please stop the car; I want to urinattttte!”
Everyone turned towards her. “Are you for real?” Was the question, I guess ran through their mind including me. Because Victoria just urinated few minutes ago, and now she is requesting the driver to stop so that she would urinate again.
“Aren’t you the person that just urinated few minutes ago?” One of our coursemate boy asked. He was sitting behind us.
“Driver please stop!!!!” Victoria screamed as though something had possessed her. She didn’t care about what the boy said or what we think about her. She went ahead to scream the more.
“Driver stop the car please!!!! If you don’t stop I will pull down my trouser and urinate here and everybody will perceive the odour.
The driver slowed beside the road and stopped. Victoria hurried down as though the urine was about to flow down. She ran to a close bush and after some minutes, she came back. She was done urinating, I guess.
We continued our journey. After some minutes, Victoria screamed again.
“Driver please stop; I want to urinate!.
We all looked at her again in surprise. Even a pregnant woman have will not request to urinate the way she was requesting. It was as if she was possessed.
“You must be joking!” Someone shouted from the front seat.
“I want to urinate! Driver please stop!” Victoria screamed again not minding anyone and anything that was said to her.
“If this is a play, Victoria, stop it now” I told her calmly.
“Who’s playing?” Victoria gave me a mean demeanor. “Do I look like I’m joking to you?” She asked, sounding so mean.
Looking at her and reasoning the manner which she displays her body language; she seem to be serious and her body language tells that she was uncomfortable like someone who is seriously pressed and could no longer hold it.
“I’m really pressed! please driver stop!!!!!!” She shouted again.
“You know you can joke a lot; let this not be one of your jokes” I told her.
“Kamsi, please let me be. I’m being serious and you’re here thinking I’m joking”
“Driver! I said stop!!!!” Victoria screamed.
The driver slowed down and stopped and Victoria hurried to a corner to urinate.
She came back sweating and breathing heavily. Nobody said a word to her. We continued our journey.
I know in some people’s mind, the worst that could happen to Victoria and they will believe her or show concern is if she dies. Everyone acted like they don’t care; I also acted like I don’t care, but deep down my heart, I was really worried for her and I wish nothing happens to her.
After some minutes Victoria screamed again, that she wanted to urinate.
“Ah ah! This is becoming too much! ”
“What’s the matter with you?”
“What type of joke is this!”
Everyone began to complain while others murmured.
“This is the third time now, Victoria…. You had better stop this joke!” I told her.
“Will you stop?…. I’m being serious please” Victoria yelled at me.
“If you are not joking; then this is a little of what is about to happen to you; or should I say, it is a sign of the predicament that will soon befall you.” Ada said.
To be continued…..
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