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Stephanie's Fears ( 1 )  

( All Stories are true life Stories of Stephanie.)


...................i got out of the taxi quite confident of myself.It was a particulerly torrid afternoon and at an instance i wished a bucket of ice water could be poured all over me.Adriotly, i walked towards the Public library while catching a glimpse of some unfriendly yet familiar faces.An outburst of derisive giggling and sniggering invaded the air,and one or two sadonic glances were made in my direction.I somewhat ignored the threatics of the moment as i advanced towards the library to get some work done.The last thing i supposed i needed was a distraction, and i was just not in the mood for any petulant stuff like that.As i approached the library door i was confronted by the fierce grin of the security man.Perhaps my perception was wrong, sometimes i think i could be a little bit assumptuous.About to dash through the door a figure blocked my accessibility.".....excuse me ", i retorted with perplexed eyes.".....you can not enter the library, now you may leave" Spontaneously, i uttered "....I beg your pardon, for what reasons ? "The somewhat livid security man looked down at me in scorn and then continued."This is a decent place for decent people and you have been marked down never to be allowed to come here again, do you understand ?". In utter shock and disbelieve, i gazed directly into the eyes of my assailant and protested, "....you must be kidding me, what right have you got to disallow me from coming here and what have i done in any case ? i demand an explaination, and i will not leave till i get one."The air was instantly eroded with belligerence as i firmly stood on my ground."You have to leave now, otherwise i will get you disgraced out of here, you clown."Greatly affronted and mortified by the security man i made up my mind to still stand my ground."This is a public library and i have the right to use this place, aside you have not told me what i have done wrong to be disallowed from using this place. "A sacastic grimace enveloped the face of the security man as his eyes vituperatively beclouded me."This is indeed a public library....."  he went on. ".....but you are also a public nuisance, and we do not need a public nuisance in our public library,besides i consider you very suspicious." Totally stung and bruised i vehemently retorted in profuse indignation."Why do you call me a public nuisance ? are you any better than i am, and what makes me a public nuisance in any case ?".The air was instantly still, so still that a knife could cut through it.Incidentally, some passers by were making their way in and out of the library but at that very instance one or two people seemed to have been ensnarled in what was going on."See how you are dressed, you should be ashamed of yourself, what exactly do you think you are doing ? You joke ! "Immediately, i knew what his bone of contention was and it only made me more furious.Ofcourse, i could tell right from the onset. "........and what is your business with my dress sense ?Besides, what does my dressing or dress sense have to do with using the library ? I have the right to dress the way i like and i do not blame you for not knowing this, you do need to get more enlightened." "Now, i have had enough of your ranting.Leave this place now !" "I certainly will not.....atleast, not till you give me a good reason why i should not be here, i still demand an explaination on why i should be marginalized, this is certainly not fair !" A pitiful glance was made at my direction, but i was however held captive by the irate glare of the security man."Well lets see about that, but i can bet it you will regret it, you shameless animal !".My face was as lurid as the day i learnt i lost my mother and somehow you could wish it was covered with a black veil.The security man disappeared subsequently into the inner building as my eyes gloomily followed him.Apparently, he was going to report me someone in the library, i figured.Well, i will wait and see what he comes back with.Nevertheless, i still have to stand my grounds.So, i remained at the entrance awaiting the next line of action.A group of chuckling girls dashed out of the library as they passed furtive glances at me.I glared back at them intently trying to discern the gossip of the moment.Ofcourse, i was not too surprised, but it was sometimes irritating when some people never get to mind their business.Unfortunately, in this part of the World most people never get to mind their business and how sad that could be.The chuckling chatter boxes made their way down the road as i pensively viewed them.It was almost my turn to laugh when one of them actually miscrossed the road and was almost hit down by a frantic driver.Good gracious ! i thought, how much people talk on what does not concern them.I had almost forgotten about the security man when suddenly i felt a huge bang on my back.What the hell was going on ! Mesmerized and dazzled by the moment i swiftly turned to see who my attackist was.In utter consternation, i saw the security man with a long weep and baton in his hands.What babarism ! In expostulation my eyes held on to his heinous glare as he panted like a berserked lion."Are you crazy ?", i lamented."What have i done to you that you resort to weeping me !" "You are an animal ! Infact an animal is better than you.Get out of here you shameless animal or i will get you more weeped !".My eyes were pregnant with tears, infact an avalanche of tears, yet they retrained from pouring.The one or two onlookers tried to interfere, apparently touched by the savagry they had seen.But that only made my assailant more menacing as he made another attempt to strike me."Get out of here you animal ! Get out !''  In utter despair, and with very little i could do, i managed to say,"......i am not an animal and i can never be !" "So you can still talk ! I never knew animals could talk ! Well, by the time i am through with you you will seize to talk, animal !" He made another fierce attempt to weep me but an onlooker pleaded with him."Now animal ! Get out now !" I made a feeble attempt to retreat, already i was feeling the effect of the attack, so i could do pretty little."......but i insist i am not an animal and you have no right to treat me as one !", i said as i despairingly made my way away."Get out ! You are an animal and you will always be treated as one." In abject despair and exasperation i slowly made my way away, yet reinterating to my assailant that i was not an animal.Obviously for whatever stupid reasons or reasons best known to him, he must have strongly felt the contrary about me.He was practically going to pursue me with his weep, he was that vicious, but for the intervention of onlookers.Walking towards the main road, an avalanche of tears was about to flood the whole street.I felt disgraced, and my self- mortification was ostensible.However, with teary eyes and a lurid face i walked down the street, wondering in my own morbid thoughts who next would be my assailant.
THE END.
                                      Love  and  Tears ,
                                                            Stephanie from Nigeria.





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