"The State of My Heart" is a novelistic work that tells the story of a village called "killer village" where the inhabitants almost never sleep during the nights. In this work, Qued's is the main author on whom is taken the basis for situating these nocturnal events. He never had a taste for sleep in this village. Qued's refuses to tell his parents his situation and he will meet later different young girls with whom he will try to build a serious relationship in order to forget his worries of all nights but without success, he always ends up in sadness, until the day he decides to leave this village and never love in love again. For him, love and peace of heart does not exist, his heart has never known a girl's true love because girls have always broken and burned his heart.
Chapter 1 THE KILLER VILLAGE AND THE STRANGE GIRL
It is a small town for some and a small village for others. Satisfying to live there sometimes and often the wind changes direction and everything goes wrong. The good side gives way to the bad, which scares everyone. This village of absurdity is called "killer village" by the villagers because the things of the night live in the hair of the bed and the eyes of sleep. But not everyone feared this obscure village. As there are almost always exceptions in every group of individuals, this is also the case with a girl that I never meet during the day except during the nights.
And even during the night, I could only see a very dark or rather very black human figure...I don't know for sure, because I always refused to look at it for long. It looks like a female figure...I couldn't sleep a single night in peace. She always comes around midnight. I spend virgin nights because of this very dark human figure that I don't know what it is. I thought about telling my parents about my situation several times, but every time the idea came to my mind, I was already in my room and it's always midnight. For weeks and months, night after night, I lost my taste for sleep.
Yesterday was Wednesday and today is Thursday. I made up my mind not to sleep until that strange thing came back to find me awake. I have to expect everything tonight. It's already 11 p.m. and it will be midnight in 30 minutes. The pressure on the body, my heart rate changed. Instead of 80 beats, it went to 120 beats per minute. Well ! I'm not sick, it's the effect of the anxiety that this very dark human figure causes me...it's a female figure. It has to be a girl? Or rather a ghost?...and if that's Really the case, I'm not a murderer to say she came for revenge because I killed her. I swear I will never be a murderer. It is already midnight, hypotheses and questions continue to trouble me. But I have to stay firm on my decision, I have to wait for this thing, I stayed awake until 00:05 minutes but nothing. It doesn't appear so far. However, he is used to coming before these first 05 minutes. Good ! He may not come today. This is the sleep that rises to the eyes. I lay down in bed. Barely 25 minutes, I see through my window, two white things that look like human eyes. But it is not the same as the eyes of a normal being. I stayed focused, I must not lose sight of them. Suddenly, I hear strange cries. It's not baby cries, no! It sounds like the cries of the dead, of dogs, and sometimes the cries of owls. I'm overwhelmed, I feel like I want to urinate and shit at the same time. But it's not really the case, it's surely the effects of fear.
I remember this happening in a village. This means that I have no light in my room. In total darkness! I see her approaching my window. What do I see my God? A very long human figure... a female figure, very dark with two white eyes, it looks like the eyes of night wizards. His long teeth out, like a zombie wanting to suck human blood. Paralyzed with fear, my feet gave out. I was shaking. And a minute sooner, I can't see anything out the window. She disappeared. I'm still not calm. I need to know where she went. So here she is in my room. I jumped in every corner of my hut. Then I hear a voice say...
- e voice: I want blood! I want a husband! I want a human being! I want...I want...I want human blood.
- Me: Go away! Evil spirit...
- The voice: If you refuse to become what I want, you will become a corpse sooner or later...I will never leave you in peace.
After these words, the thing disappeared and it is already 6am. I didn't get to sleep...another blank night. But since it has become a habit for me, I don't worry too much about sleep anymore. Anyway, I have to go say hello to my parents and get ready to go to the gym.
- Me: Hello dad, hello mom!
- My father: Thank you hello son.
- My mother: Yes hello Qued's, how did you spend the night?
Well ! I don't want to talk about my bad nights. I ignored this question from my mom. I trotted out of the house to the sports venue.
I arrive there, I find that I am alone. I run two laps of the field. And on the third lap, I see a young girl in downhill gear, well dressed. She is covered with a veil. I had the impression that she is an Arab girl, but we are in Cameroon not in Saudi Arabia. Good ! I decided to talk to him. I stop and walk towards her. She was just passing through, near where I do my sport. When she saw me coming, she wanted to change paths, but it didn't take long for me to catch up with her and call her out...
- Me: Uh...please excuse me for a second
(At first she hesitated for a moment before stopping. I seize the opportunity and approach...)
- Me: Hello, my name is Qued's. How are you ?
- Her: I'm fine thank you and you?
- Me: I'm fine thanks. Where are you going, can I keep you company?
(I once felt like she refused to give me her first name. She was in such a hurry since I approached her)
- Her: Excuse me sir, I did not learn to walk in the company of a man let alone with a stranger. If my mom sees me talking to a man, she will punish me. I beg you to go away, please.
- Me: Um...where do you live? At least tell me your name...
(Too late! She already ran away)
It's not too serious. I still had to see his face. I might recognize her if I meet her somewhere. She was beautiful. A girl of natural complexion that I have never seen. All the ones I have known were beheading themselves. But this made the difference. I was always wondering if there are still girls who don't know about skin stripping? And now I got my answer today. I need to meet this girl. Anyway, she is beautiful, natural, too attractive... I almost fell under her spell, her voice was very high. When she spoke to me, I felt like a nightingale was singing in my ears. But one thing is certain, her clothing was not random. She must be either a Christian or a Muslim girl. My heart tells me that she must be from Islam. Now I spent my whole day thinking about this girl I met instead of sports.
Ah ! I even forgot that a complicated night awaited me... this very dark human figure warned me that she was going to come back every night. But since I met this girl that I don't know well yet, I feel like I'm not afraid anymore. I think she must be the solution to my nights. I have to look for this girl, whether she is Christian or Muslim, it is not a problem for me.
Chapter 1 THE KILLER VILLAGE AND THE STRANGE GIRL
04/07/2022