(A must read) A BURGLAR GHOST BY MY WINDOW [script 3 Down page]

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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


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.


Our well fenced compound

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.

He looked in through my Window

He looked in through my Window

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.

To be Continued Watch out for the next Script  ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Coming soon….

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