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Student @ Yaba College of Technology
Reality or not?
<p>REALITY OR NOT?</p><p><br/></p><p>I woke up at 4:00 AM and chugged a cup of coffee to start the day. Since I had a lot of work to do, I decided to make a list.</p><p>Step 1: make brunch.</p><p>Step 2: talk to Joey.</p><p>Step 3: check mails.</p><p>Step 4: step 4?…</p><p><br/></p><p>“What should be in step 4?,” I asked myself as I bit the cover of the cheap pen in between my index and middle finger. Not being in the right frame of mind was not in my agenda.</p><p><br/></p><p>Just as I was thinking of what to write, I sighed, then, I saw something in the corner of my eye. When I turned to look at it, it wasn't there. The anxiety in me spiked.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Never mind, let's just scratch that,” I thought as I gave up on writing the fourth part. Forcing myself to reality, I tried to clean the house. </p><p><br/></p><p>I heard the sound of someone shuffling around and I could promise I saw a shadow.</p><p><br/></p><p>I took a deep breath and poured myself another cup of coffee; my third one in 8 hours. My breathing was becoming erratic. Maybe surviving on just coffee and popcorn was messing with my brain.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Time to call Joey,” I thought.</p><p><br/></p><p>I dialled the number and the receiver answered on the last ring.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Hey Joey. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Uhm, I guess so. Yep. Wait, let me check,” I said simultaneously as I tiptoed to yell “Chloe.” “She's probably upstairs,” I told Joey. I put the phone on speaker and continued chatting half-heartedly.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Did you hear that?,” I asked him, trying to listen carefully to the sound I heard.</p><p>“Sorry Joey, I thought I heard something. No, never mind, it's nothing I guess.” </p><p><br/></p><p>Suddenly, the connection was lost. I couldn't hear anything on the other end. I had something important to say and I'm pretty sure Joey did too. He was just about to tell me something! Then, the line cut off.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Maybe I need to sleep,” I muttered.</p><p><br/></p><p>I picked up my phone and dragged myself upstairs.</p><p><br/></p><p>I opened the door slowly and staggered inside. Then, I saw something or someone, in the room, our room, holding Chloe's phone. </p><p><br/></p><p>It wasn't Chloe.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Welcome back! What do you think?. Did you like it?. If it wasn't Chloe, who was it?</p>
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