I was only 15 years old, back home from boarding school. I was so glad to be back home for the summer holiday. My name is Joshua and I live in a small country in Africa.
One night, I decided to go to the local trading centre to buy my favourite biscuits and thank God I did, I could not control my cravings any longer. On the line to the till, one guy poked me and smiled, I was sort of confused since I had never seen this boy/man before (I couldn't tell his age from just looking at him, you know.. One of those people), so I just smiled back and looked away. I paid for my biscuits and rushed out of the store, literally power walking back home.
"Excuse me, Excuse me, guy!! " I knew he was calling me but there was something in me just hoping he wasn't.
" Excuse me.. Hey!! "
" what's the deal with this guy" I thought to myself, geez people have no sense of self respect. He finally caught up to me and stopped me.
"Hi, I've been calling you since I was back there" he said, with that same creepy smile on his face that he had in the shop. I pulled out the most surprised expression I could imagine "really?? I had no idea" In the most sarcastic tone ever. Good thing about most Africans is that they don't get sarcasm, so he had no idea.
"my name is Tipo, I think I know you from somewhere but I just can't seem to remember where, have you ever lived on Sislene Avenue before? " he couldn't have been more wrong.
"No, I think you are mistaking me with someone else, it's really dark, I should be getting back home" I quickly replied.
"I didn't get your name though", he said, "Joshua" I quickly replied, why couldn't he just leave me alone. To make matters even worse, we were heading the same direction, oh lord. So we continued to walk and 'talk' till we got to the junction where I was supposed to turn, I had never been so glad to see this Street in my life.
"So this is my turn" I said with the most cunning smile, "it was nice to meet you Tipo"
"could I get your number though so I can beep you right now, and also that you have my number too" this boy was impossible, so I gave him my number and he beeped me, then he watched me save his number too.
I ran home after hoping he wouldn't follow me.
Late at night, say 11pm when our country's network provider offered free calls, I heard my ringtone and was excited thinking it was one of my friends from school. I looked at the screen and who's name did I see.. Tipo
I looked outside my window just to make sure he wasn't there, lol, yes.. paranoia does get the best of me. So I picked up the phone and remained silent, waiting to hear what nonsense would come from the other end of the line"
"Hello.. "
" Hello "
" Did you get home safe"
No duhhh that's why I'm not picking up my phone at 11pm, I bit my lip to hold back the words
"yes I got here safely Tipo "
" great! I'm having a party at my house tomorrow, can you come"
"I don't know if my 'rents will allow that"
"please it's in the afternoon, not night so you don't have to tell them it's a party"
"I don't know but I'll see what happens"
"okay, can't wait. I'll text you the map"
Was this boy a serial killer.. Why would he be so eager to have me over at this party.. Well I was surely not going to find out coz I was not going.
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