Chapter 1

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knock! Knock! Knock! David! Which kin sleep you dey sleep na?! We go late for Profs class?! (Why are you sleeping so deep? We are going to be late for profs class)

Standing up from bed as i drag my feet to open the door for Kenny.
On opening the door, a sterned looking stare by Kenny pierces into me as he has been knocking my door for the last 10 minutes.
"Hey Kenny, how far?" A dizzy me speaks as Kenny eyes him in disbelief.
"You dey craze Shey you know?"(you are mad! Hope you know it?) Kenny roars "I have been banging your door for the past 10 minutes! We are going to be late for Profs class and you are busy sleeping one nonsense sleep!"
"Guy, you dey shout, enter if you wan enter!"(Dude, you are shouting, you can enter my apartment if you want already)
I clap back.

Kenny hisses and walks past me into my room, as he sits on a chair in the apartment, "Oya go and bath jor, before you will be doing like grandpa"(Please go and have your shower, before you will be acting like an old man).
"Yeah, whatever!" I pick up my towel and hang it on my shoulder as he walks into the shower to freshen up.

As the shower rained down its little plenty droplets on my head, closing my eyes to enjoy the relief of the water bouncing off my bushy hair.
It has been 12 years now that my father died due to mysterious reasons, since my father's death, I have been having that strange dream of the night my father's died. It was the family house collapse as a result of poor foundation or was it something else that triggered the collapse?  Since then that event, that dream started occurring on a constant, till now i have not been able to tell if the dream is actually an event that really occurred or it is just a traumatic imaginary memory repeatedly playing back for me to be haunted. Doctors kept on saying my father died as a result of the house collapsing on him but he came out of the wreckage totally intact except a huge strange stab on his chest. What could have created such gigantic hole in my father's chest? Me still stuck with my thoughts. Could it have been the woods from the ceiling? Or maybe the brick formed a sharp edge and my father fell on it? But the wound was precise no way could it have been an accident!
"David o! Na pikin you dey born?"(David are you giving birth to a child in there?)
snapping back to reality "I'm almost done bro, just a sec" as i hurriedly scrubs my body as i wraps up his shower session.

Me and Kenny walk out of the hostel compound as we talk about Last night football match between Chelsea and Tottenham.
On getting to the hostel gate, "Hey David, have you not discovered that strange old woman that looks at you when you come out of your hostel?"
I look across the street as Kenny attempts to greet her.
"Don't bother bro, she won't answer you" i whispers.
Me and Kenny stroll pass the school gate on getting to the lecture room premises "Hey, David that old lady....does she does that for everyone?" Kenny cutting in.

I'm in disbelief "I thought we had concluded this conversation, why the sudden curiosity?"
"Because old people see a lot of things and I don't think she behaves that way for everyone right?" Kenny widens in eyes.
Me still in disbelief scoffs "Yeah! Now and then she is a normal person, another seconds, she is all weird & mysterious, I dunno her bro, I think its all old age working on her"

Kenny pauses for a second then nod affirmatively "Hmmmmmmm"
Me getting all curious "Uhmmm....what does the hmmmmmmm mean?"
Kenny nudges "Well......I think is all old age working on her then...I just thou.....".

I don't hesitate to cuts me short "Dude are we going to enter the hall? Or we gonna continue talking about strange old women?"
"Lecture hall it will be" Kenny replies with a forced smirk.
Me being in a haste didn't hesitate to leave Kenny behind as he walked into the lecture hall where Professor Ajobola was lecturing his students.

My life is a serious mess honestly, ever since gaining admission in to Unilag(University of Lagos), I have been stalked everywhere I go, everyone looks at me like a strange guy, Or is it my height?
I have to keep up with a weird old woman, an annoying friend and hopefully...just hopefully! Prof won't join this Weird bandwagon today......not just today, if not......its gonna be a long day.

Hey guys, kindly comment on my first chapter and recommend the kind of language I use in the full course of the story(Nigerian Pidgin or English), constructive criticism is highly welcomed thanks
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