Greetings people!
No matter what you do, make sure you're chopping life✌️
Around 4:00am today while on my bed enjoying memes on Facebook, a loud bang came from my window that shares an inche space with the main road of our street, "who's that?" I asked without being scared even though it was totally dark.
"It's SURE PLUG" A very deep voice answered.
"Who's SURE PLUG?" I asked him again while still on bed.
"If you don't know SURE PLUG in this area, you've fcked up"
I got up, reached out to the window, pointed torch at him and yes, I recognized him. He was with an empty bottle, with sweat all over his body even in that cold weather and he told me to lock my window because thieves are parading the area and he's chasing them. I thanked him and Locked the window.
That's the kind of thing I see regularly in my house because it's close to a busy lounge. My room is the first on the block and it's very close to the main road with my window serving as mirror to the whole world...the house is not fenced.
The lounge I'm referring to is the Night club
My window spot is where sex workers gather and wait for pick up.
Sometimes it's irritating on the things I hear from my windows if they start price bargaining and at same time, I used to enjoy their gists🌚.
Whenever I'm bored at night without my phone, I shifts to my window spot to entertain my ears with their gist, I'd would hear things like, how some of their clients can't last up to 2 minutes 😭, how some clergymen used to patronize them 🙈 etc.
There was a night I almost shouted from my room when one of them was charging a customer N50k for a night and the customer is a bike man ooo!😭 No mercy!
There was a day my boss brought a man to pass the night in my house because my house is closer to his workplace.
Around 11:00 p.m., this man woke up from sleep, sat on the bed with his hands on his head (like someone who's tired of life), I noticed and asked him if he was okay, and he said, "These sex workers on my window won't make heaven." I laughed. He has heard enough🤣🤣.
Sometime last year, I was taking fresh air outside around 10:00 p.m. when a lady with a baby approached me and pleaded for her to drop her baby in my house while she goes inside the lounge to unwind. Weetin be this?
I didn't think it twice; I bluntly refused.
What if I take the baby in and she never comes back after she's done with her groove? What would I do, take the baby to the police? and at the end, the police would file me for child trafficking 😢
What if I accept to take in the baby and at midnight the baby starts crying? I'll now turn to a father, running helterskelter to get milk and pap😁.
What if I take in the baby, and at the end of her groove, she comes back and I plead for her to spend the night in my house because it's already late... and she rapes me in my house?😢
I was so shocked that day. How could a mother be willing to drop her baby off with a stranger all because she wanted to flex her life in the lounge? Omo!
Should I talk about how we don't used to enjoy the scenes of almost naked innocent girls as they twerk by to the lounge?
The only thing saving me is my clean lifestyle, I would have fallen a very long time ago.
Let me stop here.
I was typing this in the morning but couldn't finish and publish because one of the thieves that were parading the area was caught and we went to dash him slap🥳
Thanks for reading