...And a Miracle Came Along..(THE PAIN OF A SIDED LOVE Part2)
Hey Guys, its me again. I'm back with the juicy part of my story. Sit back and enjoy...Catch you at the end of the story *winks*. If you didn't read Part one of my story, sharply do to catch up with this one.
Christmas Holz is one of my best holz. I'm not saying this because of the food and drink aspect oo (which is also part of it sha) but since I was 10, I always have this notion that good things happen to people during Christmas season especially on the eve of Christmas. From 10 till now, I still have that notion, that's why going home for the Christmas break always excites me. One thing I didn't know bout this particular Christmas break was that I wasn't going back the way I came. I didn't know that I was going to be shot with d Cupid's arrow. Well as usual, I started packing my properties 4 weeks before vacation ( I'm always that ready to go home...hehehe).
Whenever I go home, the first thing I always do is to locate my phone where it was hidden for such a long time (lol). After that, I started calling all my friends telling them that I have arrived oo and their calls can start pouring in. One thing I noticed about the atmosphere in my house was that something fishy was smelling everywhere. My younger Sister ,who is always our mouthpiece in my house and who love to gist,offered to give me the download of what's happening. Well as normal, they were all excited to have me and my brother back home again and as expected, my younger sister engaged me in another round of gist. From the day I arrived home till 24th, I was over excited for reasons I never knew. We did Christmas shopping (my best part of Christmas) and as usual, my sister was ahead in this one *shakara babe*. It was fun and everybody was happy.... Then the unusual feeling started on the night before Christmas.
I sat on my bed with my phone expecting myself to be happy that the following day was Christmas but that excitement didn't come and I was kinda scared because I hardly have that kind of feeling a night before Christmas. I prayed about it but the feeling still continued and I felt I was under a spell. When I finally slept off that night, I had a very funny and weird dream that kept me amused whenever I think of it now. In that dream, it was Christmas eve and of course, as Christians, we go to Church for the Christmas Service. During the service, I noticed that a being was staring hard at me, like he didn't even try to cover the fact that he was staring. I thought maybe he knew me from somewhere and instead of listening to the Preacher, I was trying to figure out the face of the person but you never get to see the face of the person in this kind of dream (you guys know sef). He kept staring and waving happily and I was looking from time to time but not waving back and then I ignored him completely. Few minutes later, I noticed that he stood up and walked away with a sad countenance and I felt bad but then, I didn't know who he was and I couldn't go after him so I just let it slide but I still felt bad and then I could hear my sister's voice calling me from afar. As troublesome as that girl is, she started beating me and I woke up by force with anger on my face. I thought about the dream I had and kept wondering who the person was, why was he waving and why I ignored him until he walked away. I prayed and rebuked the devil that wants to ruin my celebration. I took more than a moment to deeply inhale the sweet smell coming from the kitchen and I knew that they never born that devil well to temper with my celebration... and that was how I forgot about the dream till.......
Adjusting my lip gloss and looking at the mirror for the umpteenth time, I knew I looked stunning. I hurried quickly to the car as my wonderful brother wouldn't stop honking till I came out. I gave him one of those smiles that says "I'm sorry but that's what girls do" and entered the car and we zoomed off to Church leaving my Parents behind. Looking at the face of my sister, I knew I was pissing her off with the way I kept checking myself in the mirror I always carry in my handbag. "You never know where you will meet your husband sis" I said to her and she just smiled and continue reading the Pamphlet in her hand.
Arriving at the Church, Service had already begun (which was my prayer lols), I was happy because I like the feeling I get whenever I enter a place and all eyes are on me; deep down in my heart I knew I killed the dressing and they have no option than to just turn and look. I sat down and connected with the Preacher. After the service, I and my siblings decided to take pictures and trust us na, I and my sister nearly finished my brother's Tab with our numerous selfies. After taking the pictures, I went to sit down while my brother greeted people and answered the question of "What about your parents? Did they travel?" I was just watching my brother answering questions from Church members and someone walked up to me. Although I know this guy, but I have never really talked with him personally before. But the way he was smiling made me to like him already. We took some pictures together and we started talking and laughing. My sister kept chipping in her small mouth in our gist until she finally succeeded in taking over the gist while we became hearers and listeners.
After some minutes, my oga at the top announced our departure. We exchanged numbers and Facebook ID and I and my siblings left the Church. All the time I wasn't eating or gisting with my sister, I was thinking about the person I got to talk to properly. I mean, I never knew he was that friendly and nice and with the way he was smiling and looking so happy, I could figure out that he has always wanted to talk to me but doesn't know how to go about it and then I opened up that way for him. I couldn't stop smiling when I remembered the way he was waving when we were leaving the Church and I thought about the dream I had. Could he be the person I saw in my dream?? I decided to keep calm because I knew that with the level of excitement in me, there is no way I wouldn't dream that night. So I didn't bother myself about the dream, instead I went to take Chicken when no one was watching (I had it planned out all along lol).
Later that night, we were chatting on Facebook while I was eating another chicken I stole (you won't blame me na, the chicken was sweet). We talked about so many things and I kept wondering what he wanted from me with the way he was becoming close to me. I just decided not to read any meaning into it cos he may just want to be friends. I told myself that if he wanted to be more than friends, he MUST be the first to let it out and not me this time. Well as they say, you can't run away from something that is bound to happen, that night I had the dream I have always wanted to have since the crash of my "first relationship", the type of dream that reassures you that the Miracle that you have being praying about is finally at my doorstep. I was so happy and I knew that everything was going to be alright. I kept praying to God that if he is the Miracle I have being praying and hoping for then he should send a signal or sign or something that will sha convince me that its not just imaginations in my head.
Well I don't need to give you guys the full gist, Judging from the image above, you can guess what happened, lmao.. Hope to catch you guys soon but until then, don't form James Bond for the "love cupid" because whether you like it or not, that arrow will hit you either intentionally or by mistake. Have fun Guys and Yes, lest I forget, Happy Sunday...Lol...Bye... (I'm quite sure most of you didnt know that this story is actually my real life story)
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Whenever I go home, the first thing I always do is to locate my phone where it was hidden for such a long time (lol). After that, I started calling all my friends telling them that I have arrived oo and their calls can start pouring in. One thing I noticed about the atmosphere in my house was that something fishy was smelling everywhere. My younger Sister ,who is always our mouthpiece in my house and who love to gist,offered to give me the download of what's happening. Well as normal, they were all excited to have me and my brother back home again and as expected, my younger sister engaged me in another round of gist. From the day I arrived home till 24th, I was over excited for reasons I never knew. We did Christmas shopping (my best part of Christmas) and as usual, my sister was ahead in this one *shakara babe*. It was fun and everybody was happy.... Then the unusual feeling started on the night before Christmas.
I sat on my bed with my phone expecting myself to be happy that the following day was Christmas but that excitement didn't come and I was kinda scared because I hardly have that kind of feeling a night before Christmas. I prayed about it but the feeling still continued and I felt I was under a spell. When I finally slept off that night, I had a very funny and weird dream that kept me amused whenever I think of it now. In that dream, it was Christmas eve and of course, as Christians, we go to Church for the Christmas Service. During the service, I noticed that a being was staring hard at me, like he didn't even try to cover the fact that he was staring. I thought maybe he knew me from somewhere and instead of listening to the Preacher, I was trying to figure out the face of the person but you never get to see the face of the person in this kind of dream (you guys know sef). He kept staring and waving happily and I was looking from time to time but not waving back and then I ignored him completely. Few minutes later, I noticed that he stood up and walked away with a sad countenance and I felt bad but then, I didn't know who he was and I couldn't go after him so I just let it slide but I still felt bad and then I could hear my sister's voice calling me from afar. As troublesome as that girl is, she started beating me and I woke up by force with anger on my face. I thought about the dream I had and kept wondering who the person was, why was he waving and why I ignored him until he walked away. I prayed and rebuked the devil that wants to ruin my celebration. I took more than a moment to deeply inhale the sweet smell coming from the kitchen and I knew that they never born that devil well to temper with my celebration... and that was how I forgot about the dream till.......
Adjusting my lip gloss and looking at the mirror for the umpteenth time, I knew I looked stunning. I hurried quickly to the car as my wonderful brother wouldn't stop honking till I came out. I gave him one of those smiles that says "I'm sorry but that's what girls do" and entered the car and we zoomed off to Church leaving my Parents behind. Looking at the face of my sister, I knew I was pissing her off with the way I kept checking myself in the mirror I always carry in my handbag. "You never know where you will meet your husband sis" I said to her and she just smiled and continue reading the Pamphlet in her hand.
Arriving at the Church, Service had already begun (which was my prayer lols), I was happy because I like the feeling I get whenever I enter a place and all eyes are on me; deep down in my heart I knew I killed the dressing and they have no option than to just turn and look. I sat down and connected with the Preacher. After the service, I and my siblings decided to take pictures and trust us na, I and my sister nearly finished my brother's Tab with our numerous selfies. After taking the pictures, I went to sit down while my brother greeted people and answered the question of "What about your parents? Did they travel?" I was just watching my brother answering questions from Church members and someone walked up to me. Although I know this guy, but I have never really talked with him personally before. But the way he was smiling made me to like him already. We took some pictures together and we started talking and laughing. My sister kept chipping in her small mouth in our gist until she finally succeeded in taking over the gist while we became hearers and listeners.
After some minutes, my oga at the top announced our departure. We exchanged numbers and Facebook ID and I and my siblings left the Church. All the time I wasn't eating or gisting with my sister, I was thinking about the person I got to talk to properly. I mean, I never knew he was that friendly and nice and with the way he was smiling and looking so happy, I could figure out that he has always wanted to talk to me but doesn't know how to go about it and then I opened up that way for him. I couldn't stop smiling when I remembered the way he was waving when we were leaving the Church and I thought about the dream I had. Could he be the person I saw in my dream?? I decided to keep calm because I knew that with the level of excitement in me, there is no way I wouldn't dream that night. So I didn't bother myself about the dream, instead I went to take Chicken when no one was watching (I had it planned out all along lol).
Later that night, we were chatting on Facebook while I was eating another chicken I stole (you won't blame me na, the chicken was sweet). We talked about so many things and I kept wondering what he wanted from me with the way he was becoming close to me. I just decided not to read any meaning into it cos he may just want to be friends. I told myself that if he wanted to be more than friends, he MUST be the first to let it out and not me this time. Well as they say, you can't run away from something that is bound to happen, that night I had the dream I have always wanted to have since the crash of my "first relationship", the type of dream that reassures you that the Miracle that you have being praying about is finally at my doorstep. I was so happy and I knew that everything was going to be alright. I kept praying to God that if he is the Miracle I have being praying and hoping for then he should send a signal or sign or something that will sha convince me that its not just imaginations in my head.
Well I don't need to give you guys the full gist, Judging from the image above, you can guess what happened, lmao.. Hope to catch you guys soon but until then, don't form James Bond for the "love cupid" because whether you like it or not, that arrow will hit you either intentionally or by mistake. Have fun Guys and Yes, lest I forget, Happy Sunday...Lol...Bye... (I'm quite sure most of you didnt know that this story is actually my real life story)
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