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Oluwaseyifunmi Salu Nigeria
Student @ Lagos State University
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BIMBO, THE GIRL IN APARTMENT 7
<p><sup>PART 1</sup></p><p><sup><br/></sup></p><p><sup><br/></sup></p><p>Bimbo... Bimbo... Bimbo...</p><p><br/></p><p>Bimbo screamed from her sleep.</p><p>She had her nightmares again, but this time, it was more than the usual ones.</p><p>She thought it was just a random afternoon sleep.</p><p>Night came.</p><p>Bimbo positioned herself to sleep. The same nightmare came again, but this time, it was different.</p><p><br/></p><p>At first, she didn't scream until she felt that same thing in reality.</p><p>She woke up screaming. </p><p>Again.</p><p>For a few seconds, she didn't know where she was.</p><p>She stared at the ceiling, her body stiff, trying to take her mind off the presence. The room was dark, except for the thin ray of light that pierced through the curtains.</p><p>Bimbo checked the time.</p><p>3:17 a.m.</p><p>The same time she always woke up.</p><p>She looked around.</p><p><br/></p><p>The wardrobe.</p><p><br/></p><p>The curtains.</p><p><br/></p><p>The bed.</p><p><br/></p><p>It was empty.</p><p><br/></p><p>Bimbo hurriedly pulled the blanket over her head, reassuring herself that it was just a nightmare.</p><p>But while saying it, her voice trembled not only out of fear, but from trying to convince herself that it wasn't real.</p><p>Bimbo kept saying that for weeks, just to keep herself stable.</p><p>Every night, she felt that presence.</p><p>Sometimes, she felt it beside her bed.</p><p>At times, it was just sitting across the room, watching her as she retired to bed.</p><p>At times, Bimbo would comfort herself and say she was just overthinking it.</p><p>At times, she felt maybe she had watched a lot of horror movies.</p><p>She stopped so many things just to take away that presence.</p><p><br/></p><p>She stopped talking to the people in her compound.</p><p>She didn't come out until everywhere was calm.</p><p>She stopped coming out of her room unless it was necessary.</p><p>People assumed she was proud.</p><p>Some said she was depressed.</p><p>Some said she was possessed.</p><p>But nobody cared to know what happened to the ever-cheerful Bimbo.</p><p><br/></p><p>Until everything changed.</p><p>That night.</p><p>19th of March.</p><p>That night changed everything.</p><p>But nobody cared.</p><p>Except someone.</p><p><br/></p><p>But tonight, it felt different.</p><p>It started as a strange wind that seemed angry.</p><p>She didn't think much of it.</p><p>Then she suddenly felt it.</p><p>The presence.</p><p>And this time, she could feel it—the anger the presence carried.</p><p>She became scared.</p><p>She wanted to scream, but she couldn't find her voice.</p><p>She pulled the blanket over her head.</p><p>Her body became still.</p><p>Then Bimbo felt it.</p><p>The presence was close to her ears.</p><p>And she heard the voice clearly.</p><p>“<em style="background-color: transparent;">You told him.”</em></p><p>Bimbo froze.</p><p>She trembled under her blanket.</p><p>She looked around.</p><p>She didn't see anyone.</p><p>But tears had gathered in her eyes. Not because she didn't see the presence, but because she knew what it was talking about.</p><p>She knew who the Him was. And who the Him was.</p><p>Bimbo immediately wished she had never trusted him.</p><p><br/></p><p>                            To be continued...</p>

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