The Circle Of Confusion

4: Death hole isn't enticing?

Jameela Balogun Ayomide

Achievers Gateway College.
Wow!
The school is wow. That's my another name for beautiful.
Is it the flowers well arranged at the entrance of the building or the colour of the school itself or how the school structure itself is a beauty to behold ? Kudos to whatever architects that had done this job.

The hostel facilities were outstanding and am sure my stay in this school would be interesting.

Something had peeked my interest when everyone had their heads buried in their phone.

Excuse me , did Jamal not scold me when I told him I wanted to bring my phone but looks like he really don't like me.

"Jamal said phones are contrabands " I asked the girls walking beside me to the class.

"Yes they are but they are our senior. "
The dark one said smiling and the fair skinned rolled her eyes.

"Perks of being a senior. "
"I'm milley." the dark one said again and I beamed looking at her and nodding in understand.

"Jenna " the fair skinned one said looking at me like am some candy.

"Renee."

"Renee ? "I asked the girl and she nod her head in . Wait am not weird it's just that I haven't heard the name before . It sounds like a name that's rare.

"I'm Jameela new student , SS1."
"We're in ss2 actually but it wouldn't be bad to have a junior student has a friend." Renee said and I smiled at her.
"You people will tell me how this school is cause I think am in love with it already. "
"You will love the school only if you mind your business and thank God sef your brothers are part of the ones we pray never to come across. "

With these two beside me then everything would be good I guess . I watched as we passed through each building before they finally got to my class SS1G .

"You're an art student?"
"Yes ."
They left me after giggling to themselves telling me to stay in class after school to come pick me up and I watched their retreating figure wondering what they found amusing in me .

Was it because I'm an art student?

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Everything was nice.
Everyone was cool and interested in me as per they had a new student, they wanted to know if she was an old money like them and I love that particular fact.
I made them know I was an official old money even when I don't like the fact that i spend out of that same money.

Classes went well with me introducing myself at a given that the teacher hasn't seen my face before or my name sounds familiar. It was going well until they had GOVERNMENT.

The lady that was teaching had specifically chosen that's topic to spite who in particular I don't know but I don't think she's giving up anytime soon with her speech until she said something and looked straight at my eyes.

"What's your name ?"
"Jameela Balogun."I answered her and she shook her head like she was trying to remember something.
"Sounds familiar but I can't pinpoint where and when or maybe...

I was looking at her and as if something struck she snapped her fingers together and I froze at her next choice if words.

"Balogun , the Senate president that embezzled the country's money and left the country in debt ...

I could feel all the hair on my body standing up and seems like she wasn't done with her words that stung deep down and like that everything came rushing down.

...Are you his daughter ? the girl that was raped."

I swear I heard everyone gasped as she said the last part and words begin to flow out of their mouths ...sharp words.

See the people that's making the country suffer .

Abajo ...I said it ...old money lori corruption.

Ehh...she was raped that means she's no longer a virgin kwanu.

Corrupt like her father .

Like father like daughter.

They reaped what they sow ...her father embezzled , they raped his daughter in return.

They are supposed to rot in jail.

And the fool was smiling fake smile looking all saint this morning.

I didn't know what happened next but I found myself at the school farm so you can guess how much I ran away from the demeaning comment thrown at me and I cried .it was difficult to let go , it was difficult to move on, what had happened to me about the rape news was something I couldn't take , I didn't like the aftermath of it and here are another set of people shoving it at my face like it's something they could joke with , like something they could toy with ...another person poison is another man's food , another person problem and they were throwing it right at my face.

Another wound entirely.
I was messed up on the in and outside
My father didn't have hands in whatever cooked up story they had dropped and am sure everything was to get him away from the power and wealth .

"Meel , what are you doing here. "

That voice that sounded familiar but I can't figure out where I've heard it from , I turned to see who had called but the face that popped up was a monster begging to have my body on his bed even when I tried running away yelling him to stop.

"Please don't come closer_ I begged as I hot tears ran down my cheeks but the person kept on coming closer and I kept moving back genuflecting for the stranger's yet familiar face.

I would do anything you ask of me but please let's maintain the distance_ I kept ranting out to the person even with my blurry eyes and all I saw the person stand maybe observing and all but right now I don't care.

Desperately in need of my pills and there's no way I'm going back to that death hole called class , I fought the urge to overtake darkness as I tried to calm myself but seems the devil is more powerful I did let him take me but I wasn't really submitting and well...

I gave in with one word ringing in my head Achievers Gateway College is enticing and funny enough it's a death hole so death hole isn't enticing.

Author's note ✨✨
Jameela the good girl was suddenly attacked verbally and I could swear I've been in that position before.

To get up a bit

Please if you're being harrased or raped talk it out to those who love you and not those who would enjoy taunting you don't keep it bottled up in you ...please

Mamacita 💞 you
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