COLLEGE LIFE DAY 2: School resumption.
Last night was a different story. I woke up early this morning for my first day just as Janet told me, we have to be in school on time. I lazily reached out for my phone on the dresser by my bed to check the time ‘6:30 am, still early for me. If I can get ready within an hour, thirty minutes is a small time to dress up. Our bedroom was dimly lit, when I looked across my bed Janet wasn’t on her bed. I assumed she might have woken up earlier and probably gone downstairs. Living in a five-star hotel dorm tempted me into missing my first day, no, no I am not taking that chance. So I got up, took my clothes from my last bag that I haven’t sorted out, and head to the bathroom.
I’ve calculated my timing, everything I am about to do, out of thirty minutes I used fifteen minutes to shower. It was amazing, my body felt great from the warm water beating softly against my skin. After my bath, I got dressed then arrange
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"No I'm not." I told her bluntly. I was not going to be the devil's workshop in some sort of conspiracy because I wanted to stay in another man's country."Lorena I know you want this, look at this as a grand opportunity, stop fighting it.""How could you be so impossible, you yourself know we hate our guts.""I thought you hated him first?""We are not compatible." I reminded her. Janet needed to stop persuading me into things I hate it irritates me."That's why he is the perfect fit.""How does that relates with me not wanting to get married to him.""He hates you, you hate him. He wants a fake wife and you want citizenship.""Are you saying I am a gold digger?""Never Lorena. I can never call you that, you are my friend and I love you that will be so low of me to think or say.""Then what's your point?" I asked Janet, she was now getting on my nerves with her constantly pressuring me to marry Freddy as my cha
Finally, my dream to travel out of the country has become a reality. Not just to travel anywhere but outside this continent. No longer will I have to face Dupe and Dara for money issues, those girls made a laughing stock of me each time I innocently asked them for little help and even little cash. It was not like I wanted to ask them for money in the first place but with the way things turned out drastically for me and my family, I had no other choice, and I am against prostitution or stealing things to survive.I worked day and night shifts in canteens and a hospital to feed my family, though I was not the firstborn I have been of more help than my older sister has. Moshope does little hair styling and braiding at home because she needed to be watched constantly by our mother, and as the younger child we do not want her exposed to bad things of this world. But no more, and the reason is
The embarrassment I faced with the flight attendant back there compels me to hide my face throughout the whole day. It was the first time I ever took a flight anywhere, acting paranoid could be an effect of a phobia I guess, turning back was no option. I have come here to study and work and that I will fulfill. I took my bags finally after numerous checking and walked around the airport aimlessly 'where is the damn door?' I walked from corner to corner, door to another door but all I found was bathrooms or offices, how did I even get there. I tried other glass doors in front of me but I could not find any door that led outside. The crowds here were too much and the airport was large, finding the door has now become a deep search for me. "Excuse me miss?" I twisted around to find a security guard holding a walki-talki on his hand.
It looked like no one was coming so I decided to head back to the taxi but a brown hair woman was approaching me already. I waited for her to come closer still not letting my guard down.She smiled when she got closer extending her hand to me when she was in reach."Hi Miss Lorena right?"I nod my head in response."Welcome to paris how was your trip?""Manageable?" I responded."Not quite the answer I was expecting." She looked at me but still controlled her manners."It was nice don't get me wrong, just the fear of flying that's all.""Hmm I see. It's normal to get those butterfly feelings when traveling for the first time, and I see you have brought your materials.""Yes ma'am." I shook my backpack slunged on my left shoulder to show I was ready to learn."Well Miss Price unfortunately you are not resuming today.""But I brought my stuffs with me.""Yes I see that, you wi
"Oh, I'm sorry I did not mean to bump into you." I looked up at them to apologise.I heard no word from him aside from the woman who followed him. She went all crazy on me for no reason and I can't understand why. "Watch it loser, you want to smack my man to the ground?" She snapped her voice sounding like crushed powder. "But I said I was sorry, I didn't see him there neither did I see you." I tried to explain without bursting out into unnecessary fights with a stranger. "How can't you see me, with those things for eyes. I am sure you can't afford such luxury in this hotel that's why you squat with your sugar daddy. I mean look at you, your dress is awful." The strange woman gave me an odd look, her eyes judging me. That's when I sparked. God sees I tried to be cautioned, kind, polite, and friendly to this rude woman and her companion but the wig stand has gone too far and I don't think I should be quiet anymore. She has gotten me to lose my pat
Holy sweet Jesus! “Do not panic Lorena, the elevator just stopped for a second you are not dead.” I tell myself. Usually it works but today just feels different as I was on the verge of hyperventilating. “Calm down, it’s not like you are trapped.” I tried to keep my cool but my nerves were far from being cool, I just want to burst out. “Hey-” A strange voice called out, I did not need to look back I just jerked my arm forward and elbowed the person from behind. I tried to use my second arm but it was held by the stranger, out of panic I screamed and thrashed around to get away. “Hold.” He gritted. I did not listen and engaged in a battle of dominance. The stranger and I fought wildly (without direct
"Lorena?" "Lorena?" I heard the telephone beep again followed by Miss Ivy’s concerned voice. I am sure my eyes were bloodshot right now because I barely slept a wink last night. The reason for my sleepless night was the strange package sitting at my door, but why am I getting so paranoid it is not like it was a bomb. Just some meaningless word written on a stupid piece of paper, no big deal right? I tried to convince myself but I don’t feel at all convinced. "Lorena are you there? Are you still in bed by this time?" Miss Ivy spoke from the phone speaker. "Yes ma'am." I whispered softly though it sounded like I was talking to myself. "Lorena are you there?" Her voice sounded strong and alert. "Yes…" I cleared my thr
COLLEGE LIFE DAY 2:School resumption. Last night was a different story. I woke up early this morning for my first day just as Janet told me, we have to be in school on time. I lazily reached out for my phone on the dresser by my bed to check the time ‘6:30 am, still early for me. If I can get ready within an hour, thirty minutes is a small time to dress up. Our bedroom was dimly lit, when I looked across my bed Janet wasn’t on her bed. I assumed she might have woken up earlier and probably gone downstairs. Living in a five-star hotel dorm tempted me into missing my first day, no, no I am not taking that chance. So I got up, took my clothes from my last bag that I haven’t sorted out, and head to the bathroom. I’ve calculated my timing, everything I am about to do, out of thirty minutes I used fifteen minutes to shower. It was amazing, my body felt great from the warm water beating softly against my skin. After my bath, I got dressed then arrange
Freddy’s povAt the hotel…Freddy leaves his premium suite accompanied by three hotel staff. His three weeks stay just ended which means he had to continue living in his house among the high rise. Freddy didn’t pay much attention to the men checking out of their hotel rooms but got caught in when they talked about a certain woman similar to someone he’d met.“Hey have you seen the girl who lives in room-- gosh! I don’t know… I don’t remember the room number. She is very gorgeous and pretty though.” One man compliment to the other.“I know right, but I bet she is not from around here.” The second man replies.“Yeah Gabe, I know. I like her voice and the way she walks… it’s so-- pleasant.” The first man commented with a dreamy smile on his lips. From the corner, just few rooms from them. Freddy glared at both men. He hated the way an
“From him?” I got confused by her answer. Who is this him she is talking about, my, my I need to be more sociable.“Yes from him- forget it you won’t understand. He promised to send me one last month so he sent two this month to make up for last month. It’s how we say sorry to each other.” Janet spoke in a dreamlike manner. She is sure in her own fantasy ‘weird roommate’“Are you a foreign student?” I changed the topic, I think I was done listening to her weird love tales. If I want to be friends with her I need to know who she is and what she’s capable of.“Not really.” Janet shrugged and kept patting this parcel she was yet to reveal. Not that I want to know what is in there but we are humans and humans get curious ‘Lorena do not try to peep into the parcel’ I warn myself.“Not really?” I repeated her question.“Yeah I am sort of in between
We both entered the luca carrier as Linda calls it. From my thoughts and slight fear for elevators I expected the old fashioned thing to fall off, hang or do something out of this world, but I can’t believe it actually worked perfectly. My percentage for trusting this thing was very low that I was very positive it won’t be able to carry both Linda and I, much less carry much weight like my heavy bags. But- but it proved me wrong and carried us to the third floor without any problems and for the first time my phobia didn’t embarrass me.Linda opened the skeleton door for us and gave me some room to push my trolley out. I quietly followed Linda through the narrow hallway but I wasn’t sure when we will ever stop with this large door to door rooms and unending hallways, then I chose to start a conversation so as not to make things more weird.“Um Linda, can the luca carrier be also used as an elevator? Um- just in case we need some lifting asi
{continuation} I am positive I spotted a man standing behind that phone boothacross the road,something about the way he stared at me was very strange, andadding the fact that he hid very quickly behind the booth when he discovered I noticed him staring. It all becamesuspiciousto me and stirred a little amount of fear. The traffic was a bit intense, with my mind going here and there of possibilities from being kidnapped or attacked by a serial killer I could not help it but think when I wasn’t supposed to. ‘Lori… you cannot afford being crazy this time, do something to busy your mind and pass time’ Lili ora tells me and I agreed with my lil devil. So, to pass time I took out my phone to playa few gamesthat would work my mind out of thinking.I don’t understand where this feeling came from but I had the urge to look out the window again but ignored it several times. Troubled by my own thoughts andcuriosity,&n
{Day one: Resuming college}Alright today is the day I am supposed to resume at my university campus, I feel so nervous and shaky I can’t explain how I feel but I think it was more of a weird feeling than butterflies. I mean what if I don’t fit in here? What if coming here was a big mistake? God I should have talked to my pastor about it. I groaned knowing there was not backing out from this because I chose to do it.‘Lorena, it is not everything you got to tell your pastor, look for instance the word sex and baby making.’“I know but don’t you have better examples?” I cringed at how dirty my other self was.‘of course I could bring suggestions like no other, but you know what I mean when I talked about the pastor thing’“I could have agreed with you but I can’t and that is not the reason I am bothered.” I tell Lil ora.
Lorena P.O.VI promised myself and made sure I did as much massive shopping than I have done in the past at the superstore of my choice and the most affordable boutique I could find ‘aside the shops and stores Ivy showed me’ ‘a bit of exploring I did’ it was a bit far from the hotel but worth the effort. Shopping here in Paris is a dreamy experience for me and I Will tell anyone to come here to get the best deals.Most of my shopping includes clothes, sandals, toiletries, writing materials, books and food items and materials, also other nonperishable foods and products that I will need while camping at the hostel. While I prepared for my next stop, I saw and felt a weird movement from the corner of my eyes as soon as I left a restaurant. When I checked no one
It has been three days since I last saw the creepy dude stalking me, I swear I hadn’t gotten any good sleep since I saw him and Ivy on the other hand did not relieve me from questions about my disappearance. She did warn me there are things I should comply with since I was a foreigner and I came into the country as a student she tried to update me about the rules and policies I needed to take in other to continue staying in the country. As far as I am concerned I am in love with this country and I don’t plan to leave anytime soon, I know that isn’t possible but what if it is possible. Two more days, just two more days and I will be starting my new life here in Paris, attending college for the first time and being myself in a long time. There is this weird joy and a bit of anxiety that is forming in the pit of my stomach about the happenings since Monday. I mean back home I was so excited about leav
“I thought you said you weren't taking me home." I asked him. He told me he won't take me back to the hotel and gave me a stupid condition that I should tell him my name. Well to hell with him and his money. I guess the only reason he decided to take me back was because I was of no use to him and I stubbornly refused to do as he told me ‘I knew one day the words that come out of my mouth will be useful’ I totally made him regret bringing me to his home, and it worked as I planned. "Well I thought about the meaningful things I have in my life and to keep them intact I need to get rid of the futile one." 'why do I get the feeling he was talking about me' he sure knows how to place a sassy come back. "You're