Raped!

When I entered the building, cream and dark brown as Ose had described, I was sure the flat was on the last floor, should have called her aunty!, anyway I hope they are home. These thoughts went through my mind as I made my way up the stairs. “Aah! These stairs are long o!’’ I said with a sigh of relief as I got to the fourth floor. I looked at the two opposite doors, now I was not sure which flat it was! They both had burglary proof doors, the one to my left was padlocked and the one to my right was open. I really should have called! Let me just ring and ask. I rang the bell on the door to my right and in about ten seconds, someone was opening it.

” Good afternoon” I said with a faint smile “I’m looking for Ose she is staying with her aunty”.  
‘’oh ok’’ the guy said with a little hesitation,” come in and sit down, she’s in the room let me go call her”.
 I stepped into the flat and sat down I was just happy that I was going to see Ose again. Maybe we will go to The Palms, I chuckled silently. Just then, I heard men talking in hushed tones. In the next minute, two guys come out, the one who opened the door and a darker guy who appeared older. The younger entered into a room I assumed to be the kitchen, the older one came to sit close to me, that’s when I started getting worried.
” Good afternoon sir” I muttered, quite unsure of what to say next, where is Ose my mind pondered. ‘I have it’ the younger man suddenly said. My heart skipped a bit and I looked up to see him standing holding a matchbox. I turned to look at the one sitting by me; his eyes are cold and glassy, he says calmly “if you shout we will set your hair on fire”, “Nnamdi, get the rope”

At that moment, my head erupts like a violent volcano; I could immediately see my future crumbling down. Not today! Not today!! My mind cried, it was New Year’s Day. Not today, why me, I just want to see my friend!!! My mind kept screaming as the reality of what they were going to do began to dawn.
Now torn and hurting, I am devastated. I am mourning the loss of me, how can I go on living, when my life has been ripped viciously from underneath me. I’m numb, I’m bleeding and can’t feel a thing, where is this dark place I’m in, I don’t have the strength to leave, I’m going to bleed forever, let me bleed to death! I cannot go on, this scar! This wound! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Arrrrrghhhh!!!. . . that's sad, poor girl

i could give it more depth and body, but it would go past the required number of words
i will try sha

Thank you.

I have always been writing

I don't know if i want to go Commercial

it isnt exactly my First love

Good story I however think where you siad your "heart skipped a bit" you meant your "heart skipped a beat"

where you wrote "siad" should have been said,  her's was just a simple typho just like yours , tk

lol@Bawss

no, those arent either

i didnt edit the story so much, i have a better edited version though.

@Lucabrasi
I'm studying and busy travelling the world
presently in Nigeria though!

You people just dey encounter typing mishaps!!! hahah

lmao so many pretentious people around, Lucabraci never mind , just do your own thing forget the rest.

@Gamine
Nice, i am enjoying your writing.

if you care to go through what i wrote,i was actually telling the person to chill out and that the poster just make a simple mistake and not like incorrect english and second i wasnt correcting you so its got absolutely nuifn to do wid you, i wasnt crying or screaming cause that ll be like dignifying your response more than necessary, i v not been on nairaland that long but don't worry i know you well by now to know this is how you step to people and have a go at them,abuse and the likes just for the fun of it, all i am respectfully and quietly telling you is to PLEASE leave me a lone and not contribute to anything i say and i promise ill continue keeping out of your way like i have always done.thanks in advance

yes I'm a boy, I'm definitely not a girl neither am i an oldie

@quinofhart

thanks a bunch my sister,its all gravy o, hope u had a nice weekend

hope me ask o. 

That one above has now written a unnecessary sermon just because i pointed out that he shouldnt correct people when he's just as guilty of the same.

between, her using bit over beat isnt considered a "typo", heart skipping a bit can be used but the correct usage is 'beat".

U r welcome hommie. . .  No one is perfect!
Always try to learn from your mistakes. . . . . .U will go a long way with that!. . .

he he he  issue ko, cassava ni. 

hmm hmmkeep changing like the weather o. . .  unpredictable ko unpredichair

na wa ooo sly, wetin that one mean now?

that just xplains y am confused ryt now huh?

so from now one, u are jay the confused guy. lol