My dream lover(Mystery behind the locks and love)

Authoress Stapha

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This story revolves round a girl who was cut off of her dream by her father. As he dragged me up, he hit his leg on the old steel sofa and he slumped on me. While I dashed into the bathroom in the morning,I saw the August Visitor. I thanked my stars that he had already taken his bath and was only brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Dig deep into the story to find out if she fulfilled her dream.😀😀😀.... ''She is my dream lover'' said pamela

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Chapter 10 Dream lover

11-09 14:16

Chapter 1 August Visitor

The dream lover(Mystery behind the locks and love)

Chapter 1.

The August Visitor.

In the rain, at seven o'clock in the night, I looked down the street and saw a drunkard smoking in the heavy rain. The road was so muddy that those who were just coming back from work walked bare footed in the mud. I was about sleeping when I heard a knock on the door. I looked at the wall clock on the wall, opposite my bed and saw that it was already late. I was scared because I was expecting no one. Even if it was a visitor, It couldn't be at such a deadly hour. I summoned courage and when I got to the door, I took a few steps backward when I noticed that someone had just entered into the room.

I took a spatula to hit him on the head because I had that instinct that someone was in the house but before I could turn back, someone stabbed me. The stabber was a very black guy, whom I thought should be a Ghanian just like me. I groaned and grunted in pain when my hands were tied to the green painted iron sofa while I was being treated by the stabber. He asked me to promise that I would keep this event a secret which I never thought I could tell anyone about.. The secret was all about how I got injured by being stabbed....

That was how our friendship started since he told me his own side of the story. He told me that he lost his two sisters due to lots of maltreatments his sister's had with his mum just because she wasn't their mother. I felt pity for him when he said that they escaped from home and we're no where to be found. I couldn't utter any word and so I kept quiet. The guy said his name was parmer and I also told him that my name was Pamela. He asked to sleep at my home but since I was in a room self contain apartment, I could not refuse and neither would I have agreed to harbor a criminal in my home. I was caught in between thoughts. I never knew who he was; how do I even explain it? Should I say Yes or No? What should I say? He was a stranger that I haven't met before. These were the questions that kept running in my mind, and so I became confused and torn in the midst of these rheotorical questions, not knowing what to say or what to go for. I didn't know what to choose so I kept quiet when Parmer tried un-tieing me from the old sofa he tied me to while he was treating me.. Why he said kept running into my mind, he asked me to keep it a secret. Was anything else behind the missing sisters? He said "No". But I wanted to help him find his missing sisters. So I voiced out and said "Yes". He could stay at my home. I didn't know when that came out of my mouth, and the funniest part was that I couldn't reverse it because I didn't want to be double minded. But I could see it in his face that he was filled with joy and so because he was overwhelmed with joy, he tried standing up but when he stood up, I asked him to lift me up since I was already weak due to the knife stab. He did agreed lift me up, he stretched his hands towards me and I also stretched mine towards him. In the course/process of dragging me up , he hit his leg on the old steel sofa and so he slumped on me. I was knocked unconscious. I did not know what to do neither did I know where the strength came from. I stood up and left him on the floor. I asked him to sleep in the room, while I slept in the tight and empty store room. I wasn't comfortable but I had to manage. The next day, when I woke up, I headed straight to the bathroom forgetting that I had an August Visitor at home while I dashed into the bathroom and saw him. It was parmer. I thanked my stars that he had taken his bath already and he was only brushing his teeth.