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THE CIRCLE (Episode 3- BACK HOME)


Sunday

I sleep till 9am. I'm exhausted from yesterday.

12pm
I pack my stuff and go into school.

My phone rings. Its Ijay, my nursing boo. "Young lady, are you back?"

I'm on my way into school.

Will you go for ASF by 3?

Sure. I didn't go to church.

Are you in your room? I'm hungry.

Yes ma. My sister brought rice and chicken.

Chicken?? Yupee!! I'm on my way. Keep my share o.

Yes ma.

I pass through Marierie to collect my change from the dry canteen.
From a distance, I sight Eguh Chioma fetching water from Adelabu well.
She calls me before I call her.

"Jor Jor, shey you didn't go to church on a Sunday?" I will tell your brother. You have joined bad gang.

"Hahaha. Did you go?"

Eheh na. I'm back already.

Chioma!!! I exclaim

"I'm serious".

Ok na. Is Amara around?

I think so. I saw her some minutes ago.

Bye. I'm hungry.

Go and eat before you disappear.

Hahahaha.

I meet Amaka Eze and Mirabel at my hostel's canteen. They are on their way from church.

"Ushers!" I hail them.

Jor Jor, whatsup Mirabel says.
Justina whatsup? Your hair is nice. Shebi you didn't go to church? Amaka adds

Chika Onu is coming out of her hall governor's room.

"Chikito" I say. "You've not gone home?"

I just came to pick something. I'm going back.

"Enjoyment".

I climb upstairs and leave Amaka, Mirabel and Chika to finish up their gist.

My friend Ijay is using the Wifi service in front of her room

"Awoof dey run belle o" I call out to her.

"Waka waka, are you back?" She asks.

Hope my rice is ready.

See your mouth. Efi.

I laugh.

Chika Okafor is washing plates infront of her room

"Neighbourson oho oho!" She screams as soon as she sees me.

"Chikason International,", I reply.

My room mate, Muna is in. Her friends are with her.

She hugs me.

"Jor Jor, I've missed you"

"I've missed you too.. In my dreams tho"

You're so mean, Jor Jor. Tufia!!

Muna is a darling.

3:10pm
Ijay and I leave for fellowship. We are 10mins late. Thanks to me.
We meet Nnaemeka Ugwu downstairs. He's the worship leader for the day.
Few minutes later, He climbs the stage. I ascend into the heavenlies.
That guy is an Angel.

To be Continued...

#Diaryofahappychild

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