The sound of the trumpet almost deafened my ear ,but the way my own bed flunged me out of it's foam shocked my soul, thanks mum, dad and kate I hope your happy now.
apparently I wasn't the only one on the floor, I guess our beds had been programmed to do that to us,will I survive this?.looking at my wrist watch it was 4 am, am pretty kate's snoring on her bed, even the gate man at home is still snoring at this time.
For crying out loud it is just too early.
"get your bodies of the floor and match towards the tracks now!!mr Daniel screamed,
It was so cold, and Heaven knows I needed to catch some good sleep but when I saw mr Daniel matching towards me with a gun I moved out from my locker and joined the other five victims who were lined up in the middle of the room on a striaght line.
"Match out" mr Daniel screamed .Immediately we began to match out of the hostel ,thank God I was behind because I didn't know were the track was. When we got there,we met the other 24 victims on a file and quickly we joined them .
"Now sing the anthem and match towards the pool"A white man on black shirt and short spoke using a very loud microphone, that made me use my both hands to cover my ears.
and then we began to sing and match,these were the lyrics"I will never fail until I die,I shall ressurrect from the grave,If I ever fail that's my end".the lyrics was damn too scarry to utter but when I saw our inspectors with huge sizes of guns walking towards me ,automatically I began to sing the anthem like a nursery ryhme I loved so much.
When we got to an extra larged deep pool we stoped matching.that was when the instructor ordered us to jump into the pool, one after the other,I placed my boths hands on top my head because I knew
I couldn't swim,I just couldn't swim.when it got to my turn I didn't jump,If it was all a dream I believe this was the best time for kate to wake me up, but no it wasn't, because The ten instructors that were guiding us walked towards me with their guns like soldiers who had spotted an enemy,they ordered me to swim .when I told them I couldn't I felt pain inside of me and I screamed"ouchhhhhhhhh"
"AB6 the poison just sucked your blood, jump in or you know the rest of the story"said an Instructor.I began to shed hot tears and glanced at the gun men who were all on black polos and short, then I said carefully
" what if I drawn and die, the pool is too deep"
and all I felt was a gun on my head
"the poison doesn't have to kill you slowly I can make your death easier within a split second"
the instructor told me. then I recited a little prayer in my heart and jumped in to the pool.it felt like a deep cold freezer that had a thousand Ice piercing through my skin and then gradually the water swallowed me,I got deeper,and deeper but I tried struggling with the weight and force that pulled me down, but it was of no use because I was sinking, I fought hard but the more I fought the more I drawned. it was too late.It all went black.
It's like I saw my own grave and I walked right into it, maybe I was tired of beign a shadow or maybe I couldn't stand the pain of a blood sucking poison or maybe going through this hell would please my family.
Affirmitively God still had a need for me on earth, so he sent my spirit back to my body which layed at the school of ressurrection's sick bay.I opened my eyes and glanced at the big Room I occupied,I heard the beeping sound of a machine that was connected to me,then suddenly the room door bursts open and some group of white people on black lab coats having stetoscopes around their necks both male and female ran towards me like I had fallen from the sky.
"She's perfectly sound"said one of the white doctors,and Immediately they all smiled happily at me.I frowned my face at them, that scared them of, quickly I was discharged and handed over to mr Daniel.really? Him of all people,I thought they'd send me back to Nigeria, now I knew they were bent on killing me a second time.
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I shievered constantly Immediately the lecturer who took us on
"compulsory success" from 10 am to 3pm summarized his lecture by saying that
"success is not a choice, it's an oxygen that cannot be escaped, the need to succed must eat you up like a leprocy patient, for you to even suceed you must terminate every anti sucess syndrome,these syndromes could be objects, living things, non living things and etc but today for all of you in here the first anti sucess syndrome in an object form that you would be terminating is your hair, you shall barb it out.yes you need to clear the Bush so that sucess can spring forth,you shall all barb out every tiny tincy wincy strand of hair on your head, supretendent match them down to the school of resurrection sucess saloon"
We the victims matched out of the class like slaves and followed the supretendents . since the time I understood I was human till now, I had never cut my hair, my hair was quite dark and long, very long and in a few minutes I would be cutting it off and living absolutely non of it on my scalp,what exactly would I look like, so I'd have to live for another 21 years to replace this loss and by then I'd be 42,hmmm, mr and mrs Jimmy Jack your consequences are indeed mind blowing, thank you oh.
Sucess he said, compulsory he echoed, anti social he re echoed and bush burning he emphasized, there we where standing like new recruited baby soldiers sent to the war field without a choice in other to trade our lives with the enemy in return for America's peace.and the life trading began.
Often times I really wandered if am here just because I failed jamb six times or my family really wanted me off the Jimmy Jack's generation.
It was my turn to "bush burn"apparently we had 10 barbers so nothing was an issue, I sat on the chair got my body clipped to a cloth and I looked in to the mirror and watched the barber barb my glory away, the worst part of it all is that I couldn't do anything about it.
."abomination"I whaled.
