My Roommate And The Man From A Graveyard Episode 1

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🧏 My Roommate And The Man From A Graveyard Episode One:

When I was in the university, my roommate went into a gràveyard and urinated on the gràve of a priest. I can’t remember if the gràve belonged to a church priest or it belonged to a traditionalist; I mean a ‘native doctor’ but one thing I know was that, I saw her; we all saw her urinate in a gràveyard and after then, her life became a mystery. Infact, my own life also became a mystery or should I say a nightmare?

Maybe as I tell my story, you will dictate if the gràve belonged to a church priest or a traditionalist.

So here is what happened.

While in the university; in my third year, I had this roommate who lived an “I don’t care” life style. Her name is Victoria. She was the only daughter of a rich man; a top póliticiàn, I must say. She was my coursemate; my roommate and my age mate. We became friends after I helped her with a particular assignment that seemed tough for her in our year two. It was a practical that we were meant to carry out.
After we sourced for the practical materials, experimented it and submitted the final result to our lecturer together, we became close friends.

In my third year, my landlord sold his house and the new landlord asked all the tenants to vacate urgently. I couldn’t find another house to rent so Victoria asked me to come live with her.She was living in a student Lodge; the most beautiful, expensive and popular students lodge, off campus. Her lodge was called RICH BABE. This was because, Students living in that lodge all had cars and we’re considered rich men children.

Victoria was living in a one-bedroom apartment and her room was spacious enough to accommodate three persons. As soon as I moved in, I started sharing her rent with her and that was how we became roommates.

Victoria and I were so close that people thought we were sisters and sometimes twins. Victoria was a jovial, smart and easy going girl. We shared everything together including our most top secrets but she has one bad character which I’ve always talked to her to change but she refused: she lives a carefree life; an “I don’t care” life. She doesn’t care about consequences of things or her actions especially when she wants to exhibit them. This her “I don’t care” life led her to urinate on the gràve of a dèadman in a gràveyard.

It was on a faithful Saturday evening. we were all coming back from one of our coursemate’s traditional marriage; about thirty-three of us. We contributed money, hired four buses, to and fro and went for the marriage… Please wait,, this story belongs to “My Emotional stories” page so if you are reading this story from another page, do well to follow “My Emotional stories” for more episode.

On our way coming back, we stopped to buy something at the market square of one of the community in mbaise local government. If you’re familiar with Imo state or probably, you know all the communities in mbaise very well, you will know that there is a particular community that has a gràveyard close to their market square. The gràveyard is directly opposite an old government built borehole which was next to their football field. I don’t want to mention the name of the community because of some reasons. But those who knew that community or who are from there knows that it is their community I’m talking about.

The gràveyard was close to the major road which separated it from the government built borehole; so when other drivers stopped and parked their buses on the other side of the road, for some students to buy something, our driver also stopped and instead of parking on the other side of the road where other drivers had parked, he went and parked on the side of the major road which was close to the gràveyard.

I was sitting close to Victoria when she decided to go down and urinate. Some students also went out to urinate and buy something. I followed them out of the car to stretch my legs. This story is written by JACINTA CHINEMEREM…. Please follow “My Emotional stories” for more episode

Every students started moving different direction. Victoria and two other girls entered the graveyard to urinate. When some villagers saw them, they asked them to come out. Some of our coursemates who heard the villagers saying that they had entered a graveyard started calling on them to come out. The two other girls fearfully came out but Victoria refused to come out. Everyone called out on Victoria to come out. I also called her to come out, that she had entered a gràveyard and shouldn’t urinate there. But Victoria refused.

“If here is a graveyard, and so? Do I care?” Victoria responded ignorantly. She didn’t think; she didn’t wonder if there will be consequences; instead, she reluctantly squatted down, pulled off her trouser and started urinating on someone’s grave.

TO Be Continued