I LOST IT

    The sun illuminated through the hole called Window, sending
scalding ultraviolet rays down to my face as I romanced the
pegged-down bed which my sleeping matter laid on. At 10, my long legs
and matured Face made me look more manly than my age which I later
knew to be caused by high secretion of thyroxine. Being the first out
of three had so many responsibilities, like I had to sweep our
section of compound plus the interior - Thanks to our tenants who
would sweep theirs, if not, my story could have changed. Preparing
breakfast which my siblings will eat before going to school became an
everyday routine. It was really pain-staking doing everything by
myself. I complained countless of times to my Parents but they were
headbent on their non-exalting insinuations that "A first child will
always be a first child".

"If Chiemerie, my younger brother will take my birthright like Jacob,
so be it" I would always reply why my father will laugh it off,
labelling it to be a Child's talk. More reason, I concluded within me,
that he dislikes me to his favourite Kids - Chiemerie and Ada which
made me isolate myself from telling my parents my ordeals, knowing
they will do nothing. Growing up, I understood my hard parents has
always loved me, their love was hidden in a pinkscript which I
couldn't understand with my shallow thinking. Back to my Story.

"Nonso, Nonso; Ebee ka nwaa no?" My mother's voice echoed throughout
the whole room. The intensity in which it travelled mesmerised
scientific elucidations. I needed no soothsayer to tell me the book of
havoc about to be opened.I quickly sprang up my bed and Knelt down.
"Nonso, Nonso" The call continued as she barged into my room. I just
kept mute, It has always been a tradition in our house-not to disturb
someone praying. She calmed down on seeing me.
"Do fast!!, the time is 6:30am, Prayer Warrior" She blurted getting
out of my room. I heaved a sigh of relief before getting on my feet to
do my everyday routine. I hurried up, before 7:40. My siblings were
already on their
Schoolbus while I dressed up for mine, not after getting blasted by my
parents about how unserious I have been about my academics. They even
talked about how I failed woefully last term by taking the 3rd
position which got my thinking how my lateness to school brought about
this early tonguelashing.

    Reaching my school, The teachers for late-discipline, has already
started their heavenly flogs. I couldn't help but laugh when I noticed
one of my schoolmates, cry badly like someone being stung by a bee,
without me knowing that today had so many reserves for me, which I
never imagined. The day studies went as always as form teacher kept
dishing out advices- To read ahead of our common entrance examination
which was coming in few day's time. The bell rang signalling the time
for break.
My close pal gave me a piece of paper, after ellaboraing who gave it
to him- Ogonna The oldest girl in class. I quickly opened it and saw
"I LOVE YOU" written in her blemish handwriting. I looked at her
direction and she was winking at me. I couldn't digest what she was
trying to portray. My friend noticing the change in my countenance,
Looked into the paper and started laughing.

"Chiedu, what is it?" I asked suprised by his action.

"You just won a Jackpot" He said running away.

"Noonoo!!", I heard Ogonna call out. I matched to where she was
seated, Handing the piece of paper back to her.
"Yes, I gave it to you, "
"Why?"
"Come, I have something to show you" She said dragging my hand. Still
holding me, she led me to one of the uncompleted building in our
school.

"What are we doing here?" I asked suprised.

"Don't be a shy shy boy" She said pulling her skirt up revealing her
center of gravity while I jerked in suprise.

"What are you doing?" I said turning to run while she grabbed me.
"Where do you think , you are going?" She asked while I shook my head feebly.

"See I have done this with Edu, so why are you behaving like this?"
she said pulling down.....

The END!!!

Extract : from {Merchant of Life 2014}

Written By : Njoku Nonso Emmanuel AKA Nonsegzy De Magnificenti...