Angel Chidiebube Mbaoma @angeltalented

I felt really different today. When I got to school, I wanted to smile and play, but instead, I just felt like sitting quietly in a corner.

All my friends were laughing and chatting about things. I love to talk and share stories, but today, I didn’t want to talk at all. I just wanted to listen to my music through my headphones, abi air pods.

Everyone was busy talking about shoes or funny things that happened, but I just nodded my head and smiled. Inside, I felt like I wasn't really there, like I was a balloon that lost its air.

Some of my friends came over to me and tried to talk, but I didn’t say much. I just wanted to listen to my music and relax. I didn’t know why I felt this way. I usually love talking and gossiping, but today was different.

As the day went on, I started to feel a bit better. I thought maybe it was just one of those days, and tomorrow would be fun again. It was okay to take a break today.

I was lying on my bed, looking at funny videos on my phone. Suddenly, I felt a sharp sting on my back. It felt like electric shock reaching down my bones! I jumped up like a kangaroo!

I turned on my flashlight and shined it on my back and onto my pillow, and voila, there it was- A little scorpion! It had its tail all chargedup and waiting for the next round.
I was kind of scared and relieved, scared that a scorpion had stung me and relieved because it was a little one though the pain was still nailing it's way on my back.

I thought, No way I’m letting this tiny monster get away So I looked around and found my lighter. I felt like a superhero. But before I went to get my lighter, I had flicked it to the floor, carefully trapping the scorpion in a cup.

When I removed the cup, I started with it's arched tail and burnt the hell out of it. I wished that there were more severe punishment that I could administer, but I was out of thoughts.
It didn't take a second before it laid stale there, I wanted it running around while I burnt it but by bit.

I had been looking forward to my jollof rice and fried plantains all day. After a long week of lectures at school, I decided to treat myself to my favorite meal from EazyFood. The delivery was supposed to arrive within an hour, but after two hours passed, my stomach was crying, and I noticed a missed call from an unknown number.

When I called back, the delivery man told me he was outside, but when I asked which gate, he ignorantly mentioned “the big gate” near a “yellow building.” None of this made sense, and I quickly realized he was lost. Frustration building, I tried guiding him over the phone, but it was clear he had no idea where he was and he didn’t even have Google Maps.

Annoyed but starving, I put on my slippers and went out to find him. After wandering for a bit, I finally spotted him near a completely different set of gates, nowhere near my building. He pointed to a purple coloured house and called it “yellow,” holding out my food with a foolish look.

I sighed, took the bag, and handed over the money, too hungry to argue. Back in my lodge, I finally sat down to eat, though the frustration had almost killed my appetite. As I took my first bite, my appetite quickly jumped back in.

Despite the frustration, the jollof was as delicious as ever, and by the end of the meal, I realised that half of my life saving was gone just because I felt like giving myself a princess treatment.