A walk into the past episode 8

A WALK INTO THE PAST
EPISODE 8
BY AUTHOR SMART
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On his way home Richærd was lost in thought. He stumbled on a lacasera can and began kicking it randomly, with his arms stucked to his pockets. He would some times kick it gently or kick it a bit far away, steering up dust in the process. He kept on with the process till the lacasera can rolled into a ditch. He looked into the ditching and realizing he couldn’t retrieve it, he sighed in regrets and walked away, resuming with his usual brooding. He wasn’t even aware that he had already reached the main road, and still walked casually across, when suddenly he heard scre-ms and felt like someone was scre-ming at him.
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He jerked into consciousness and realized he was at the middle of the road and he instinctly felt danger and turned to see a mini green bus, popularly known as shuttle, used to convey students, hurtling towards him in high speed.
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“F-ck!!”
He exclaimed and dashed across with every speed he could muster. Just immediately he ran over the car sped pass where he was previously standing on. He could feel his heartbeat accelerating, that even his heartbeat could be heard for miles around.
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The mini bus, came to an abrupt stop and the driver poked his head out and cursed aloud.
“If you really want to die so badly you can go jump into a lagoon or even drink poison to make it easier. And not put an old man like me into trouble. Small thing wey I de use feed my family, you want come put me for trouble.”
The man said using a surprisingly fluent English at the beginning, before ending it with pidgin English.
Richærd smiled at him, his face filled with embarrassment.
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“I’m sorry sir”
He Said.
“Be sorry for yourself.”
The man muttered and drove away.
Richærd turned to walk away, when two young guys walked up to him. He sized they both up and really was a bit drawn aback. The two were really very much handsome, tall and one was huge, while the other was slim. He looked at them with an inquiring gaze.
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“Guy you were really careless there. Omo! What were you thinking. If we hadn’t scre-med at you only God knows the sight we would have beheld today.”
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The slim one said, looking at Richærd with all seriousness. A bit embarrassed, Richærd was lost on what to say before he muttered.
“Thanks very much for the help. I for one can’t just relate what would have happened if this car had run over me.”
He said with deep gratuity deep down his heart .
“It’s nothing bro. It’s just that it seems you really have a lot that was going through your mind, because you looked lost. No allow school stress kill you before your time ooo!!”
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The huge guy said jokingly and Richærd broke into a smile.
“I’m Richærd, from English and literally studies. What of you guys?”
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He said first stretching out a hand for friendsh¡p, which deeply surprised, even he himself. This had never been his usual self. Even before the wh0le event that turned his life upside down.
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“The name is Andrew. A student of Theatre and Films studies.” The huge guy said with a slight smile and this little touch of arrogance, that likely emanated from his confidence in himself or being at the limelight.
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“I’m Stephen, I’m also in TFS.”
He said extending a handshaking. They exchanged numbers, and after some casual Chitty chats went their separate ways. On his way to his hostel, Richærd felt so light within, a feeling he hadn’t experienced for a very long time now. Being in a fair mood, he decided to apologise to Sharon tomorrow in class when he sees her. Whenever his mind ran across his the incident that nearly occurred that afternoon, he would feel a shoulder run across his spine. He felt he had never been so close to death before, even when he had that accident that claimed his dad’s life, everything looked so blurry compared to the event that happened just this evening.
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“Well what difference would it make even if I die? It would be an even swifter way to leave this abominable world.”
He muttered and continued his walk.
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Tbc.
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