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I had made my first mistake, I touched her neck to feel for a pulse, though I was a novice at medicine and was not really medically inclined, I knew how to check for a pulse, She had no pulse from my examination s

I was at a loss at what to do so I picked up my phone and called Babafaros- one of my very popular friends on campus, I rang his phone five times on a row but he didn't answer, I wanted to shout but I couldn't I just stood rooted to the spot.

I felt something like fluid dripping down my legs, that's when I realised that I had peed myself. I said to myself ' I shouldn't feel this kind of fear since I had nothing to do with her death and owing to the way she broke my heart, I shouldn't even feel sorry to hear her death.

I tried Babafaros' for the sixth time and he picked on the first ring.

'Chairman how far na'

'Johr ma whine mi, abeg send me Moore police DPO number'

'Wetin you wan take am do'

'I go explain later'.
I hurriedly dropped the call before he could ask any further questions.

He obviously noticed my trepidation and vibration, I knew the code, I was supposed to take the whining and dish some of my trademark lines, but this wasn't a day for such.

I texted Som 911. 'Show up at my place now'.

I was at a crossroads, should I call the police or dump the body, better still should I shout for help?

I decided to do it my way, which complicated my case even further. I realised that the nature of the relationship we've had in the past would make me a suspect, if not the prime suspect in the case. I had also touched her neck. Looking at the bruises on her neck, I could tell that her neck was broken, most likely from strangulation.

How the corpse got to my front door was what I did not understand.

Is someone trying to frame me for Faith's murder.

She's my next door neighbour for crying out loud.

(whistle)
I got a notification with the DPO's number and I was about. to click dial when Som my closest friend opened the gate. He ran back when he saw the body. It took him minutes to come closer.

I tried to explain how I found the body and was about. to call the police.

Som: 'Guy are you mad?'
'Goodluck try to sell that incredible story to a police officer.

'Guy this is not the time to cast blames'

'Hope you've not touched her?'

I changed my face and slowly nodded, it was thus moment I knew I could not call the and I was in really deep shit.
TO BE CONTINUED

Beep
Beep
Beep.

As I slowly started to wake up, the sharp light coming through the window of my room blinded my eyes,
I fumbled with my phone, trying to dismiss the alarm, it was the previous day Som had recommended this application to me- "I can't wake up". I truly can't wake up without a terrible alarm

I struggled to complete the puzzles. God, I hate the buzzing sound and vibration.
I quickly turned on Do-not-disturb- complete silence as I fumbled with the keyboard, who said you can't bypass alarms like I can't wake up.

I dread harmattan mornings, and I hate morning classes even more but Prof Adekoya, my literature professor takes the roll call every class and I can't skip anymore classes as I've missed too many classes this semester, as well as the fact that our mid semester test is in 3 days.

I sluggishly stood up from my bed, said a quick prayer with my toothbrush in the corner of my mouth - I've lost the better part of my religion in less than two years in OAU -
I picked up my metal bucket, it creaked as I swung it to turn the water in it to the plastic bucket and took the fetcher to draw water from the well. No thanks to our school management, majority of the university students have to live outside the campus.

Insecurity of lives and properties has been one our main issues and perhaps the worst. Just last month a student- Olori Gabriel who lives just down the road was killed when he played the hero in his house robbery. It came as a shock because I knew him well. As I looked at his corpse in the university teaching hospital morgue, tears rolled down my cheeks, the machete sunk deep into his skull. The perpetrators of this disappeared into the thin air, up until this day none knows who they are.
I had learnt from a young age never to play the hero.
I opened the door to go out side, but, I slammed it right back. I was breathing heavily, and I could feel my heart beating as if to jump right out of my chest. I summoned courage to open the door again as I didn't see the face of the girl sprawled in front of my door very well.
It was Faith the girl that live next door. You're right, the same girl I dated last semester, I saw a patch of blood on her head and her body was very cold.

She was dead,

This is the beginning of my problems in Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile Ife.

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It was in 1993 at Akosombo when students from the various Junior Secondary Schools in the town were going through the normal procedures for their enrollment into the first year of he senior secondary school where i was schooling.

That was the fist time I set my eyes on the tall girl with two spotless white and black eyes, hiding in a sockets of a naturally polished face. She had a set full set of sparkling teeth in addition to her hairy cooper coloured skin. That was not to take anything away from the protruding and well rounded buttocks which could put an angelic man into temptation.

A Look at her features would no doubt help a naturally impotent man to have an erection for a whole day. At the age of twenty, even though i wrote letters it never occurred to me to name it a LOVE LETTER or LOVE LENGE as my friends called it.

This restraint however had a blow in my face when on seeing this girl my mind started formulating sweet words which could woo a thirty year old virgin. In fact in less than five minutes both good and bad thoughts as to the next step to take in order to have this charming girl as my lover indeed flooded my mind indeed my first lover.

Truly speaking when i went to the dormitory that day nothing else occupied my mind except the thoughts of this girl. My movements and actions since then in the school completely changed.
I could not enjoy the meals to my satisfaction. My whole body
quaked any time saw this girl in the eyes of my mind. As i normally did i brought out my books to read that evening after supper but i only came to my senses when my friend queried me why i was looking into the sky instead of reading my books. '' I am reciting a poem'' was my reply.

The following day i vowed to myself that if i did not know the name of my star girl i wasn't returning to my dormitory. Luckily before the end of the first break the name Annie Saba entered my ears

having known the name i kept reciting the name and before long, the name has turned into something like '' i love you Annie Saba '' which i kept reciting throughout the day.
I had totally forgotten that i was in the classroom with other students facing a conscientious mats teacher. It was therefore during this crucial time that the maths teacher decided to break into my sweet reverie.

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Written by

Victor Korsiga Amu

THE DEADLY LOVE.

Nature being so kind changed seconds into minutes and minutes into hours and gradually the seven thirty p.m. Set to meet Ann at the gate for the party came near. The time had seemed like a century when the arrangement for this evening was first made , but now ,the time has eventally brought itself and what would happen this day would determine how far i would do git Ann in life.

To my chagrin however, i saw i could not leave what i was doing at that time and go and meet Ann.

We were at that time having a family meeting, i was at that time still acting as the secretary at the annual family's meeting at the time when it was getting near to the time i was to meet Ann at the gate. All through the family meeting my mind was hardly concentrating on the proceedings taking place.
And i grew incredibly angry as family members one after the other got up to make interminable long speeches on some unimportant family concern.

Didn't these people know that i have an appointment to keep at seven thirty with my lover . I took another glance at my wrist watch seven came, seven thirty, eight thirty! And they were still babbling away incoherently, these family members.
And as their secretary they wanted me to write down everything they were saying including the irrelevant things of course!
If it hadn't been an unheard thing for one to abandon ones family members and go see to private matters, i would have left them and go and see Ann. But i dared not .

No sooner had the meeting ended had i dashed out through the family house like a comet crossing the surface of the earth at night

with all speed, i went to where i expected to see my loved one, only to be told that Ann has gone to bed but her sister had gone out to visit a family friend.

Of course it had been my fault. The arrangement was to meet her at seven thirty and not at nine fifteen when i got there but could i sincerely be blamed? I had of course wanted to get there at the appointed time but ancient people of a family who did not know when to stop talking had kept me so late.

When i was allowed to knock the door after answering thousand of question from the old man, I did as instructed and met a six foot four inches rally lady with her natural cooper-coloured skin looking in her best at the doorstep.

I told my self i had not made a bad choice in loving Annie Saga.

.abeg

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