"Rash!" Oh, boy. I hurry up and get a plain blue towel around my waist while there's another in my hands, being used to clean my face and torso. I get out of the bathroom and go to the closet. I put on a simple nylon black shirt, long enough that the hem stops around my thighs, and a khaki short. On the way, I slip into my flip-flops, getting down the stairs, I see aunt Melissa, giggling to the screen of her phone. She's Face-timing with someone, and really, I don't want to know who it is. When she catch my figure, walking to the couch, she quickly wraps it up and tells me. "So, what's the plan?" I shrug. She's placing her phone away, and concentrating on me. "I don't know." "You're a dickhead." She says. Well, I have a dickhead, the thought comes abruptly but I quickly shake it away. "What do you think...wait, where's granny?" "She's not around." Remember that I said she and granny never gets along. This is one of the obviousness that I mean. Granny is religious on her si
I'm still surprised that she remembers me by my first name. She lets me pick the books that I want to, after we've returned the previous ones to their rightful places.When I'm done, she leads me back to her table, and make me sign on the record book once again, after re-writing my name, and the new date.Outside, I have three textbooks, all cramped to my chest. Damn, these are heavy even when they'd looked as though they would be light.I am about crossing the road when I heard, "Rash." It's a familiar voice. I turn to the person. Dean's grinning. He wears a black jacket on top, inner white shirt under and a blue jean. The sole of his canvas kinds of lit under the day light. "Hey." I say back, coolly."Um, what're you doing here?" Whilst saying, his eyes dart to the library's building, "oh, came here?""Yeah." Is all I say, staring into his eyes. I see they are green. They are so bright. The beauty runs in the family, don't you think?"Hey, what's up with you?" He notices.Well, h
Jacquard sat under the large tree breathing heavily, he was exhausted. The princess had passed out already, this was due to much stress and hunger. Jacquard was helpless and powerless. He also felt likewise. He was hungry and must find food fast. He stood up and looked around. All he could see were bushes and tresses which made it difficult for him to get a clearer view of where they were. He looked down and stared at the princess.“I must look for the food fast. I won’t forgive myself if more harm comes to you. I will kill myself if more harm comes to you, my princess. I will kill myself, I can’t stand the sight of the situation you in." Jacquard lamented. He bent down to feel the princess's forehead. ‘oh, my ancestors, You’re hot, my princess. I need to get you home fast as I can. First, let me go in search of food for us.’ He added and ran into the bush. He began to search the wood for any fruit. He was lucky and came to a cashew tree. Its fruits were so ripe and inviting. “May t
Jacquard and his twin brother, Jack, with their mother, left Carea Town in the Western region and embark on the long journey to the Eastern region just to escape the inter-tribal war that broke out between the Zuluh tribe, the largest tribe in the region, with millions of members and Nguni tribes with just thousands of members. The dispute which began with two families over land ownership some months ago had gradually grown into a bloodshed dispute. Hmm..! War is not something pleasant and something to pray for. It turned out to involve the most populous tribes during that period. Killing and vandalization of properties worth a huge amount of money were destroyed. Men, women and children were running for their lives. No where is safe. "Run for your life!" That what is on the lips of everyone in the region, both young and old. The land of about ten hectares was known to be owned by two different families from different tribes, Adedansu Family from the Zuluh tribe and the Sifahuh fami
They all became afraid and stood still. Had the Zuluh warriors arrived already? They thought as they breathed heavily and were scared. According to the news they heard, the Zuluh warriors were very heartless even to old ones and the young children. They killed without mercy and never spared anyone. "Check through the window if it's free." Lathabo quietly instructed his wife. She obeyed slowly and nodded that it is free. Lethado then whispered to them to throw their things out of the window, as they attempt to do so, the door swung open. To their relief, it wasn't the Zuluh warriors. It was their village's chief warriors. "Lethabo, we came for you and your two sons. We are short of warriors to battle the Zuluh warriors so you and your twins have been enlisted with the warriors." The chief warrior of Ifakoko said. Lathabo became confused and short of words. His two sons were still very young. They shouldn't face such a fate now. He knew how dangerous it was to be a warrior of the land.
Due to the tribal war between two major tribes, Zuluh and Nguni that began in Carea town and spread rapidly into the nearby town, Madukoko and Ifakoko, vehicles no longer found it as easy to ply these villages as they used to because of that news and their little experience of how some of their partners got killed and vandalization of their vehicles. Life is hard but no one wants to die. This was the reason why it was difficult for the nearby town to flee by road into these bloodshed zones for the feat they may not make it out alive. People who have horses, camels, or donkeys found it quite convenient and easy to embark on the journey. Gift and her two children, Jacquard and Jack, had to make the long journey, thousands of miles, on foot to the towns with the hope to board a bus or taxi. All their horses and camel had been stolen by the villagers. They knew this will take them many days and nights before they get to their destination and also tried to be careful in order not to fall
After walking for some minutes, Jacquard suddenly stopped. " I feel something doesn't feel alright here. No one is ahead of us""Hey, quiet Jacquard.""Mum, can you hear the screaming of people from far? I suspect something bad is happening from afar. Zuluh warriors might be hiding somewhere around. He said to his mother.He then turned to his brother. Can you also hear the screaming, Jack?" "I can also hear that, I guessed a fatal accident happened probably something bad. That should probably be the reason for their screaming.What if Zuluh warriors are the ones slaughtering people over there? That is a bad omen. I am scared." Jacquard replied."You guys need to keep quiet and stop thinking negatively, nothing is happening over there. I believe maybe someone get hurt or mistakenly stepped on a trap, or an accident as you have said" Gift said that to her children.The screaming was getting more intense as they continue their journey in that direction."Dad, do you think going in th
The Kingdom of Abasia situated at the center of the Eastern region was very powerful and influential among other kingdoms ruled by a powerful king called King Ekepeyong Abasiama. The imperial king is also the chief warrior of the kingdom who has never been defeated in all the battles he fought for the great kingdom, Abasia.The Abasia Kingdom had always been the last hope for people in various villages, towns, and nations. It is known to be the center of commercial activities. The Abasia Kingdom is so big enough to be a nation. The Kingdom greatly contributed to the independence and development of many nations. The kingdom has thousands of soldiers who are so muscular and skillful. On several occasions, Abasia Kingdom's warriors are sent to assist other nations in war. They had never been defective or lost any war in which they are involved. The kingdom is known for some qualities that remain miraculous before the eyes of other nations. Freedom is known as the absence of obstac