If you have read up to Script 6; then last script is down page
I was walking out into the main street from my Crescent to buy stuffs as usual, this time a tooth paste, when I met him again. “Good morning bro” I greeted like usual “yea Good morning guy, how was your night ” “Thank God sir” “Going out to buy something” “Yes bro” “Ok”
Then we parted as usual and I continued my trekking. That’s how it’s use to be between me and this guy. I always like to accord him his respect, May be it was because he was on his middle 30 weigh older than me, just like my mind tells me. He was a neighbour, opposite our well fenced compound, and has married with kids; that’s all I know about him.
On another very day in our house being 17th July, I was there in the sitting room with my siblings whom all were discussing something that I don’t want to partake in, because I have a whole lot of writing to do that day.
I sat in the sitting room dinning with my papers and my laptops with my mind very far away, scourging through the realm to make it happen, how to strategize the plot of this upcoming wonderful Movie Story that I was writing for my blog; ‘A bug in the middle of the sea’.
Throughout that day I was hitting my fingers on my laptops as I was roaming around the world with my mind. I could manage to hear them say it.
“It has been going on for some time now” Amaka our first daughter said.
“Yes of course, in this particular occasion, the man was lamenting about his expensive clothes he hung on the rope outside, his shoes on his front door… all of them gone under the twinkle of an eye” Joy our second sister and our last born said
“Who could be doing such a thing in this vicinity?”
“Wait Dear” joy interrupted “The other time Mr Noel the owner of the house adjacent to ours reported of car battery missing from where he kept it in his house, a pair of slippers that wasn’t Mr. Noel’s, was left in front of his house, the sandals he left in front of the door was now also missing, all happened the same time.”
“It might be the same person that carried the car battery that took also those pair of sandals leaving his own behind” Amaka said with a low tone, folding his arms in surprise.
“Is not that it might…but is directly the same person that is performing all those acts, not even only these ones, there were still many events that had gone on here and there and it’s still the same person ”
“But how have they been able to know that it was him”
This gossip was what is passing through my ears as i was scourging through my memory to find a better and convincing plot for my movie Story.
At 9:30 PM, still that 17th July I was then feeling like changing my position, because I have stayed longer than I have expected in that dining table, I picked up my laptop, my Samsung android phone and my books, stood up headed for our room.
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As of then it was only me and my two sisters in the sitting room at that hour. My younger brother, our third born had already gone asleep in my room, because I do share my room with him. My parents had already gone asleep as well in their room. Our cousin Paul who came last two days has also slept in guest room.
“Joy I haven’t had you say who was doing all this….anyway woe betide that person to show up here in this house” this was only statement I could drop for them and without waiting for the answer, headed to my room with my belongings.
The entire low energy bulb in our house, both outside and inside was shinning like mad, even the ones at our front fence. At that moment, everywhere was quite, and even the tenant house was quite without movement of any kind. The only noise you can hear was the noise of buzzing Crickets around the hidden corners outside, which was the noise of a quite night; and also some little cracking noise from other tiny creatures of the night.
I came in into my room, which was at south west position as your facing the main gate. That is it was close to the left side fence as your facing the main gate. Along through the base of the house wall facing the fence wall at that left side, was a basement that ran through. It was up high that you have to take some energy for you to climb up. This basement also ran through the back of the house.
My room has two windows which were with iron protectors, one facing the left side fence and the other facing the back of the house. The space between the house and the left side wall was where we did some gardening and it’s a little bit scattered with small stones around. This left side wall was near a bushy land.
Inside my room, the window facing the back of the house was where I kept my reading table; but my bed was sitting along the other window facing the left side fence. Ahead of the bed was a bag where my brother temporary keeps his trousers and shirts whenever he comes back from school or from somewhere.
My brother was already facing head wise to the bag in front of the bed. I arranged my table with my laptops and books, sat down and continued. The bright light was shining nonstop so I was enjoying the night.
Almost at 11:20 PM, I found myself sitting startled simultaneously with a banging of my door open.
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Oh, I had already fallen asleep; how?
My sister who came in was the one that has awakened me. She was having Johnson’s small phone in her hand.
“Are you sleeping on a chair, go to bed, eh”
“No am not sleeping”
“But why did you sit up now”
“What’s the matter Joy” cause I know that if I leave her she will ask more.
She reaches near my table and dropped Johnson’s small phone on it, close to where I kept my Samsung phone and my wallet.
“Johnson, he forgot at the sitting room” and then she stared at the two windows “Sure you closed the windows” turn back to the door “Good Night”
“You better go”
She bangs the door behind her and I went back to my work. I refused to sleep even though I was feeling it. At intervals I change position on my chair till a time I removed hands on my table, with my one hands carrying my book on my laps as I was flipping through the book with the right hand.
Should I say in a Trans or in subconsciousness, a young man at the bushy land behind the fence, tiptoed close to the fence, trying to duck away from the scene of any person around, even though he was in total darkness. He was holding something like a nylon bag. I could see the silhouette of the person hidden in between the tall grasses. He moved a little far from the house fence and there he jumps up and hands on top of the fence knelt down on the wall and stared around into the compound, and suddenly, he disappeared in.
But how my eyes still caught his view even when in the other side; the compound is what I didn’t know.
He quietly move towards the front direction of the house, quietly climbed up the basement at the window upfront, drew his head nearer and peeped into the house.
That was the window of my parents bedroom, what was he up to this time. At least he can see clearly because the white bulb of the room was dazzling. He gently came down backwards, down to my window he comes. He reached the window at the bed looked in and again changed his course towards the window at my reading table.
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When he approached the window at my reading table, he slowly put his hand in wards, reaching for something I don’t know, then I shook up myself from my reading table and noticed that behold; it was just a dream.
“Oh just a dream”
I noticed then that the window in front of me, which I dreamt somebody passing through his arm, was slide open all those while. Between dozing and feeling sleepy, I leaned up from my chair and slide it close.
I then changed my position, this time my elbow on the table and my palm on my jaw. My system was weigh too long on hibernation.
But why should some goats be matching all around at the corner of our compound at this time of the night, There was no noise except the matching feet of them moving up and down the garden, close to my bed window.
It was to a point that this noise started coming up to the basement close to the window at my bed side. This last event prompted me to sit up and look at my brother; he was very asleep down to the earth.
Till to a point the glass window started sliding close, ‘’No no this is no longer goats’’
It kept on sliding close that I jumped up from my seat, afraid to say something.
“Who is that!!!” I shouted.
Then a heard some sounds like the matching of feet, fading away from the window, and then a heavy hit on the ground like whatever it was, was jumping down from the basement. Then the sound disappeared as my mind was telling that he has gone off the fence.
I ran off my room ready to go after him, but then my mind told me to reach for anybody close…
I reached for my parent’s room; rushed and called on my mother.
“Someone is at the back yard close to my window, let’s go and check”
My mother jumped up from her bed on hearing this, she gathered herself and was about coming after me.
I move out immediately, reaching for our iron door with the believe that my mother will be following me. But she was still inside her room. I went back in her room and on getting in she was coming out from her window closer to that left side fence, where the man first approached on jumping into the house in my dream; and this time it was like she off the room white light so to see beyond the window.
I felt like my mother was delaying me; I came out and went straight to my cousin’s room, woke him up as I was telling him the situation at hand. As guy he got up and followed me. I went inside my room again to observe whether the situation is still on. When i came out again, my cousin was already in my mother’s room quietly discussing with her.
“Let’s go naaa” I said from my mother’s door.
“Wait Martins calm down, calm down, it’s not done like that” My mother said in a low tone.
But i ignored them and went the second time for the door, but my mother has followed me immediately.
“I said wait yet; how can you go out to find someone that you don’t know his nature; whether he has weapon or with some other guys at the corner, who can attack you heavily if you show yourself…the person can even harm you in a bid to escape from you.”
More fear came into my wandering mind on hearing those. But I manage to open the door leading to the yard and gently made some steps outside, stared around the compound and peeped at the corner of the house, then came in and locked the door.
My mother went back to her room and I followed suit.
“Why it that you guys are just afraid” I said to my cousin and my mother.
“Whenever this kind of a thing happens don’t just chase after it because you don’t know what the person is holding; you don’t even know whether he came to kill instead of stealing” Paul gently advised me.
“That’s why I don’t want you to go with that force because you might run into a problem” Mother said.
My eyes still can’t believe this; a burglar by my window; in fact this person was more than a burglar; he was a Burglar Ghost, because he appears and disappears like a ghost; A Burglar Ghost By My Window.
Trying not to believe that someone jumped into our compound; through my mother’s front window I looked out into the tenant’s house to know if it might be possible that the person came from that place. But know the house was dead and cold; no noise.
“Are you sure it’s not this woman, our tenant” my mind was wandering.
“No naaa, Martins, why would you suspect something like that” Mother said.
I checked on my sisters, they were far asleep, then I went to my father’s room, he was also far asleep. So does it mean that someone leaped over our fence?
“Don’t worry tomorrow we will check if there is any foot print behind the window and even at the back of the fence, from that bushy land” Said my mother.
“Yes he must have his foot prints shown on the grounds” Paul confirmed.
“Just go to bed tomorrow” My Mother begged.
I went to bed that night without knowing that a lot has happened that we do not know; just wait for the morning Dear Valued Watchers, you will see……….
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At 6 : 30 AM my mother opened my door.
“Martins Martins Martins”
“I told you”
“What” I replied from my bed.
“I told you that the person must leave the imprint of his toes and foot; go behind the house you will see”
Then she went out. My brother was already awake and even outside doing something. I went straight to her room.
“You mean it”
“It’s not even only that ; go at the back yard also, there is a foot print pressed deep in the ground, and the direction of the foot imprint was coming down to your window side, it was like the person has gone round the compound, observed everywhere, before he now come to you window to do whatever he did”
I went straight outside and was about to corner when I met my father.
“Mart I heard what happened yester night”
“I even regretted not waking you up because mum and Paul dulled the situation last night”
Now on getting to the spot, I saw it clearly; it was strictly positioned on the ground opposite to that window spot being closed when I shouted “Who is that”
It was the imprint of the five toes heavily making an impression into the ground like the person used the tip of his foot to land on the ground when I made my noise. Apart from that imprint there was no other one around except the one yet to be seen upfront in the back yard.
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Then I went upfront in the back yard, and there it was pointing downwards. Later we checked behind the fence, but we didn’t see any other prints. So which side of the fence did the Burglar Ghost got out; front fence at the gate, left side fence, back fence, which one? My sisters, everybody in the house where serving now as a detective, deliberating on where the person got off.
I came inside my room to see my brother Johnson, closer to the window at the bed side, where he normally keeps his clothes behaving as if he was searching for something.
“You heard what happened naa” I said to him.
“What happened” He turned and replied.
“So you’re telling me you don’t know what has been going on around since”
“I don’t know please tell me naa”
“So know body has ever told you” I still inquire.
“That someone came by our window last night, and even was like closing the window behind your head, and then I shouted who is that, the person moved away and ran as I noticed from the noise he was making with his feet”
“Yes so that confirms it” Johnson shouted.
“That my trouser is missing…I have been looking for it through this morning, i said may be you misplaced it or something like that, but it’s nowhere to be found”
“Have you checked very well, have you checked the wardrobe, under the bed”
We just ransacked the house, all to no avail.
“I just saw my two pens on my bed which I put inside the trousers pocket, then I was thinking maybe while you were taking it out you removed the pens”
“Since yester night till now I haven’t torch any material there” I replied.
As we were talking, and insulting a man who used because of a mare trousers to come and still something, who came to still something that does not worth risking his life; something came to my mind.
What was it? My phone, where is my phone. I haven’t touched my phone since this morning. Now, I began to search for my phone on my table but to no avail. I rushed to Amaka , my sister requested her to dial my number .
“The number you have dialled is switched off” Network provider said on my sister’s phone.
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Am dead, my Samsung Galaxy Duos GT-S6102 that contains all the numbers in the whole world. It was now obvious that the person reached in through my window and quietly picked the phone very in front of my face, what an idiot I am, in front of my face while I was sitting down on my chair claiming to be writing.
It was also obvious that he reached in at that same period through my brother’s head who was head wise facing his bag of clothe and picked up his trousers, searched it, and drop off the two pens which he don’t need, though there was two Hundred Naira in it[Nigerian Currency].
Clap for him, what a smart burglar, doing things in a smart way. We where laughing at our fuck up, in front of my very face someone picked something through the window and i don’t know, sleeping and some work was being done on your head.
“hehehee!” My brother shouted.
“My small phone”
“Where did you keep it”
“Joy said she kept it on your table last night”
All of us started laughing, even my mother. It’s coming out one by one. Somehow they tends to blame me for leaving my window open, because I opened everything, even my window net. That’s why he could reach in freely. But we wonder why he did not carry my laptop if not you wouldn’t be reading this story on this marvellous Blog. May be because he felt that if he tries to close the laptop and passes it through the burglary proof, I will wake up.
But that was not all, our wallets, mine and Johnson’s which was also on my table. They were no more. The main thing is that I left One Thousand Naira Note in it with my Voters Card.
We later disclosed the incidence to our neighbours and People leaving nearby which some of them where pointing to that same person whom my sisters were talking about, the day before in the sitting room. “So that’s why I heard this sound of foot jumping down of our fence” A neighbour leaving in the same compound as this man said.
“Who is this person” I asked joy.
After her explanation, behold it was the person that I greeted “Good morning bro” yesterday morning on my way to buy tooth paste, the person I always like to accord him his respect.
If it’s true he was the one that stared me in my face, passed his hand through my window and reached for my belongings. THE END
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