COLD (a nigerian story)

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A feeling of nostalgia hit me hard as I woke up, everything was just black. The smell of cigarettes, urine and beer kept penetrating into my nostrils without my permission.

I tried getting up, before realizing I was tied down, to a wooden chair. Just then, I began to feel the pain of the tight rope biting into my flesh. I hissed in pain. I knew I was bleeding.

 I couldn't decipher if it was morning or evening or night or afternoon. All I knew was it was dark. I gasped as memories from the last time came flooding back into my head and I recollected what happened.

Waiting for my mom, black van, men, struggling, handkerchief and here I am. Life was so cliche. So dramatic. Like who gets kidnapped when waiting for their mom? I do! Anyone else??

Raise your hands in the air !

Oh..no one?

I guess I'm alone on this one then.

I needed a plan. Everything wasn't working as I had planned, and unfortunately for me, I was in the hands of my sister's captors.

Wait...Wait...Wait....Wait....calm down

My sister is HERE! as I speak she is in this building! Oh lord. A warm feeling engulfed my heart and I smiled despite the situation. I was going to find her, the sole reason I was here.

If only she were here right now, beside me. And not somewhere that is not in this room? Passage? Wherever I am.

The door creaked open and I winced as the lights flickered on to reveal a woman probably like three or four years older than me. She walked up to me and undid my ropes without saying a word. A blindfold was placed on my face and then I began to panic.

What was she doing?

I tried to struggle but she held me firmly. "It'd be nice of you stop struggling girl" she said, her voice contrasting her stature. She looked huge and tall but her voice was barely audible and very tiny, though she did have firm hands and probably good fighting skills which I must give her accolades for.

"Where are you taking me to?" I asked. She finished tying up the blindfold and tied my hands before leading me out without answering my question.

"I believe I asked a question!" I growled.

"I believe I made no reply" she stated dryly. Finally, I heard a door creak open and I was pushed in. She undid the ropes and removed he blindfold.

"Your room" was all she said before walking out. I turned, taking in all of my surroundings, there was a nice looking comfortable double sized bed. The theme color for the room was cream.

I lay on the bed and sighed. I was still in my uniform and I didn't even have any clothes. I entered into the bathroom to wash my face then came out. A box of clothes were on the bed. Oh well.

I opened them and took out some clothes. Brown shorts and a white top. There were some flip flops, sandals and trainers limed up on the floor too.

I had my bath and changed into the clothes, wearing black flip flops. Heaven.

She may be in this building. Maybe. Please God let her be in the building PLEASE.

I'm actually waiting on you for this one God, please at least show yourself mighty ans strong.

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Uhmm sooo...Who wants popcorn? I've got like an entire bowl here if you do.

boyyyy this is short.

Stay blessed 💕