Although I guess if I knew tomorrowI guess I wouldn't need faithI guess if I never fell, I guess I wouldn't need graceI guess if I knew His plans, I guess He wouldn't be God.•••I'm ill. Terminally ill and it's that bad that up till this moment I'm only surviving...His calmness.His plain look.His toneless voice.It wasn't making any sense. How did he announce that he was terminally ill with a kind of calmness akin to the soft whistle of the breeze sweeping past them? How did he even manage to keep a plain look and make his voice sound so toneless whilst he announced a whole bundle of catastrophe?And she? She sat there taking in the news with an impassive expression. Not reacting, not even an iota of show of feelings for someone who just revealed he had a limited time to live. Unlike his mum who'd smile and assure him that he would be fine anytime she talked about his illness and Sarah? Sarah would probably break into a loud fit of painful sobs and afterwards, glue to him thro
Dance with me under the diamondsSee me as breath in the cold•••Morning tea.That was what was engraven on the brown brick wall of the big eatery towering over them. The building looked like some vintage store with a thick glass door that just required a little forceful pushing before one could get in.The lights inside the eatery were still on signifying that the owner wasn't closed for the day. Few cars sped past them on the road and across the eatery were night marketers and some Individuals footing their destination."Umm... so this is it?" Yara asked looking over at the building with an uncertain gaze, her helmet was still hung over her head."Apparently." Toby replied, dismounting from the BMW while he pulled off the helmet over his'."Is this like a teashop?""Actually it's more than just a tea shop.""Well, okay..." she shrugged as he took her hands in his before making their way to the door of the restaurant.She stared at both their hands holding each other, feeling her wh
'Cause every moment I find youI fear the days that I don't.•••"Good day students of Bluebell, I'm happy to see y'all here after the amazing weekend I trust we all to have had and even though your weekend wasn't all amazing, don't be discouraged, there are better days ahead..." Sarah paused, throwing her gaze around her audience all seated inside the vast auditorium orderly fashion."Without futher ado, i'll like to let us all know that Bluebell's students week is upcoming and as part of our activities for the students week, it's important to note that we, Bluebell's voluntary services will be going on an enlightenment spree to juvenile homes and other institutions and we'll be giving talks on anxiety disorder and how to manage them, domestic/ drug abuse..." she paused again, taking in a deep breath.She was pretty outspoken and the ounce of attention she commanded on stage was outstanding. Her eyes twinkling brightly as she scanned through the crowd with an encouraging heartwarming
I know people that'll bet on anything to stop meI don't know if anything can stop me.√√√Monday 12: 39pm."It's appalling to hear that a student of this prestigious institution would engage in such absurd crime as to stealing. This doesn't speak well of this student and it beats the prestige of this school whose name is at stake due to this absurdity. Miss Yara,do you have any thing to say for yourself ?""I didn't steal." was her simple reply.She was seated in the center of the school's disciplinary committee who had a long mahogany table round the vast pristine office environment, her mother sat at the extreme of the table, watching grimly at her daughter who had her arms clenched tightly in between her school skirts.Mrs Meyers frowned, "you picked pocketed alot of things from the party, things you knew were worth a lot of money. It's stealing also, Ms Williams.""I didn't even attend the party. I was home." she argued, keeping her tone leveled."And how about who's in this vide
Anywhere wheneverApart but still together•••It was outrageously dumb. Posing as popstars to sneak away from school was a dumb idea, and they knew that it was. But they weren't going to risk another method like feigning illness.Besides, why ask more for what you really don't desire. Especially since she knew about his terminal illness, It'd seem heartless and absolutely mean to use it to her advantage.And she couldn't help imagine her subconscious applauding her for being considerate for the first time in so many a year.Jumping out of the school fence was absolutely stupid and cowardly and she knew she was never known to be such a puss. Besides, alot of things could go wrong with jumping the fence like; them having to sprain an ankle or in worst cases, getting a concussion. classic popstars should look classic.And then, there comes the option of obtaining a permit card which was also totally unreasonable because there weren't any substantial ground and reasons why the school au
ain't just prayin' for no reasonI give thanks for the days, for the hoursAnd another way, another life breathin'^^^Stale smell of drugs, disinfectants and illness— this was what the hospital smelt like. Horrible. Like death.And he didn't feel scared.Nurses on scrubs and doctors with their coats and sethestcope hanging on their neck filled the hallway, walking frantically about. There was the emergency whirling sound causing everyone else to instinctively clear the way for a stretcher carrying an almost dying woman into an emergency ward.The hospital was vast. And the oncologist department was like a vast world of its own with different wards having different individuals. Some had a bunch of kids smiling at a board and a lady who had a book that looked like a children story sat in their midst also talking and smiling while, another ward had grown-ups all circled around, sitting and talking and laughing at intervals. The support group for cancerous patients. He was never interes
We were runnin' onto something And we didn't say forever but it's all we wanted You were so in love with simple things√√√"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of celebrity shots and here on this show, we have the one and only most gorgeous and outstanding teenage celebrity as our guest today...." The host kept talking and talking. She was an hour glass shaped lady with small eyes that twinkled at each sentence she spoke. One could tell that she loved her job. "Let's welcome, Miss April Waje...." she trailed off, disrupted by the thunderous cheers erupting from the crowd holding their phones up and some with placards that read; 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥🥺❤️🤩✨April beamed into the crowd, the massive crowd of people gathered here as her fans.It was overwhelming. Her stardom had always been overwhelming except that she thought to take a break and she was determined to. "Hello April.” the host greeted as April sat majestically on a queen sized couch, legs cross
If you see the girl I used to becould you tell her that I'd like to find her••••Awe struck. That was the most suitable word to describe her ogling at him while he changed from his uniforms to a vintage tee which she brought from God knows where. She insisted he wore it together with a fancy goldchain and eyeglasses which totally made him look like a ridiculous pop star artist—a fashion he'd worry about later.Right now, his worry was that she was gawking at him like that. Like an open piece of delicious looking meatballs. It made him feel awkward."Oh my fuckin' elves!" She finally exclaimed, raking her eyes around his bare torso."Look at those abs! And six packs! And those muscles! How can all those abs fit into that slender frame of yours?! " she was exclaiming dramatically now making him roll his eyes trying to bite back a grin.Elves? Couldn't there be any less monstrous creatures she could use? "You should tone down abit though. We're in the middle of a serious crime alert.