My name is Tayo, and this is my story.

Just a few weeks ago, around August 22nd, my birthday. I encountered a disturbing, repeating experience that makes my stomach churn when I think about it. One night, I was lying in the dark, but my body wouldn't let me sleep. I tossed and turned, eager to plunge into the peaceful silence of sleep. My eyes were drooping ever so slightly, and, as if far away, I heard the creaking of my door. Reality jerked me awake, and the growing crack of the door opening freaked me out a little. My parents were gone for a burial ceremony of a relative, and my adult sister Arinola never visited me while I was asleep, but I saw Arinola slowly inch into my room. Her eyes were closed, yet sometimes fluttered open a little. She finally made it into the darkness, holding something shiny and metalic. I could tell she was sleepwalking. As she got closer to my bed, I saw she was holding a knife.

It felt as if my heart had dropped in my stomach. I couldn't wake her up, because that could kill her.Instead, I slowly and quietly crawled out of my bed, and into the corner of my room. She, very slowly, got to the foot at the bed, and stood there for a while, before she stabbed the knife in the mattress. She tugged the blade out of the bed, and, very slowly, walked out of the room.
I stood at the corner of my room for a while, too paralyzed to even move, but after a few minutes, I gathered up as much courage as possible and lied on my bed, not sleeping for the whole night.(abi i don sleep?)

The next morning, sister Arinola seemed her normal self, happily chatting away about her job, with no memory of that night. She told me I looked ill(shey na my fault? Make u come kill me for sleep abi?), and made me stay home from school. "handsome boy like you need a healthy sleep" she joked cheerfully. I smiled weakly, but didn't tell her I was more afraid to fall asleep at the moment than death. When she left for work, I set a kitchen timer for twenty minutes, and slept in shifts, until I heard my sister openthe door.....

That night, she went into my room again, this time with a kitchen skewer. She repeated this for many nights, each with a different weapon such as a fork, apair of scissors, And a scalpel. When she discovered I had been in the corner during the night, she started stabbing the wall where I stayed when she went into my room. I set up blankets and pillows in the bathtub of my bathroom and locked the door, but she discovered I slept in there too. She would repeatedly stab the bathroom door a number of times before she went back to bed. The bathroom door won't hold much longer, the holes have made it not sturdy and suddenlly the door was wide open.....slowly, calmly and dangerouslly, my elder sis walked towards me sleep-walking with a sharp kitchen knife in her right hand and a bowl of acid on her left hand.

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To be read later

Abu Mikey: To be read later

madam no go finish am oh.u no how many of her stories i ve seen but dat has no end.i cant fit count

Ice4jez: madam no go finish am oh.u no how many of her stories i ve seen but dat has no end.i cant fit count

i don't get paid to write stories. it's my story, it's my style.

As u guyz knw me, i don't complete stories, get use to it. Anyway, thanks for reading.

fankasibe: As u guyz knw me, i don't complete stories, get use to it. Anyway, thanks for reading.

if I e-slap you ehn,You go faint!!

Common con finish this story jor!

Abeg na,com finish am,Biko nu

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