The Crazy Beggar episode 1

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👩‍🦱🌼THE CRAZY BEGGAR🌼👩‍🦱

( she’s the one I’ve been looking for)

WRITTEN BY: AUTHORESS MEEYAH

🌹CHAPTER 1🌹
👩‍🦱 MATILDA’S POV👩‍🦱
My name is Matilda Robert, I’m an 18 years old lady who lives
in gainesville in the united state of America. I’m a beggar because I
beg for a living. You all can curse at me for being a beggar at my age
for all I care, but trust me no one among you dares to say that to my face. I wasn’t a beggar right from the beginning of my life but I
eventually found myself as one as my fate wants. I once had a happy
family, not a rich one as though, but we never begged before we
survive. Life took everything I once called happiness away from me all
in one year and I could only find a means of survival on the street
and that’s what I’ve been doing till date. Enough of the introduction.
None among you can feed me, so I had better resume to my daily
routine.
You all can keep following me if you wanna know lots about me.
Get off my car!!! You filthy piece of sc-m! That was another rich
woman cursing at me for begging from her while she’s stucked in the
traffic. I’m so sorry ma, but please could you just give me any amount
to put something in my stomach? I’m really hungry. I requested but she
ordered her driver to wind the glass up instead and zoom off.
I moved on to the next car instead and without even allowing me beg
for something before throwing some cash at me, my joy knew no bound as
I picked them up immediately. “yes! Keep packing them and don’t stain
me with your wretchedness” I heard him say as he zoomed off while I
picked my money. “It’s never my wish to be beggar though” I thought.
Thanks for at least giving me something you good for nothing rich man…
I cursed and quickly slapped myself for talking so loud. What if the
next car owner had seen or heard me? I would’ve forfeited my
opportunity automatically…I thought
Matilda did I just hear you call that rich man good for nothing? I
asked myself and tutted at my stupidity. Who among us is good for
nothing? I said to myself and moved on to my next customer. Yeah! I
call those I beg from my customer because they’re the ones that feed
me.
I continued with my daily hustling till my tummy started crying for
help. I went to a corner and counted the amount I’ve been able to
gather so far. This would be enough to make my stomach happy once
again. Once I’ve been able to gather enough money, I’m planning on
starting another petty trading. The first one I tried went into mud
when I was arrested for assaulting a customer that pissed me off when
she was pricing the carrot I was hawking in an annoying way. I was
tempted to hit my carrot tray on her teeth while she was talking and
that made blood gushing out of her teeth and her hubby treated my f-ck
up by taking his time to make sure I was completely destroyed and I
haven’t been myself ever since then.

There she goes, Anita( I call her Annie for short, though I know it’s another name entirely, but I don’t care) my fellow beggar.

Hey girl! She said as she just returned home, I wouldn’t wanna tell you what our home looks like, but I want you all to know it’s nothing compared to where you
all are living.

Hi dear! How was the day? I asked. ‘Hectic a usual’ she replied and
brought out her polythene bag. (that’s where we keep the money we earn
and we both count every penny we make together).
Wow! You really made lots of money today… I said and she smiled. ‘Of course you did too. Let’s go get something to eat please, I’m
famished’ she said and we both stood up and left. That’s one thing about Anita, despite being a beggar, she doesn’t joke with her tummy. She eats to her satisfaction even if it is once in a day. We both have similar stories but different ambition. My ambition is to be a model, I have everything it takes to be one, but can’t just be, because I always look tattered and poor.

Anita’s ambition is to become a great fashion designer and we both
always pray to God to make our dreams come through.
We were munching the snacks we bought when it suddenly started raining
heavily. ‘Damn! I hate it when it rains’ we both said in unison and
got up immediately to start sweeping water out, why won’t we hate it
when it messes the place we manage to live in up. We always end up
hanging around to spend the night if it rains at night.
We were able to secure a hiding place beside a supermarket. ‘Let’s
stop here, I’m tired of running’ Anita complained and I nodded in
assent.

IN THE MIDNIGHT
Mat! Mat!! Mat!!! I heard a voice called and tapped me softly. I
recognized the voice to be Anita’s and jolted up immediately as I
remembered it could be her fever again. One thing about her is that
she falls sick each time rain beats her.
What is it? I asked in a worried tone and touched her forehead to
check if she’s running temperature. I heaved a sigh of relief when I
didn’t feel anything strange.
“I’m okay” she said when she watched me sigh. Then what is it, why did
you wake me up? I asked
‘I can hear some faint voices and footsteps, and I’m having a bad
feeling about that’ she said and I knew she’s serious. How did you
hear the sounds, weren’t you sleeping? I asked and she tutted.
Fine! Let’s pay attention to it… I said just then, some guys in hoodie
got to our side. ‘It’s like they’re here to raid some shops’ I
whispered to her and we both got up an tiptoed quietly till we got to
the back of one of the shops.
We were about taking to our heels when some of them stopped at our
front. How on earth did they get to us so quickly and how did they
find us? Anita murmured.
Shshh! I hushed her to keep quiet and they ordered us to kneel, which
we did. Please we don’t know who you are, we are beggars don’t hurt us
please. We pleaded upon hearing one among them speak with a deep harsh
voice.
And whom do you think you’re fooling? Another one said
Guys let’s finish these girls off or they’ll rat us out… another one
said and I scoffed
Excuse me! Why do you think you can do anything to us when you’re not
even sure of who we are? I asked confidently and a heavy slap landed
on my cheek. ‘Geez! That was unplanned’ I said and rubbed my cheek.
‘I’ll do something unexpected now and we’ll run off immediately’ I
whispered to Anita and she nodded.

I stood up and went to the front of the guy standing directly before
me and held his head while I brought his face closer to mind
pretending like imma k-ss him. I looked back and saw the others
staring at me with keen interest. I gave Anita to strike into action
immediately and she did by scre-ming her lungs out pretending to have
being bitten by something and that made them loose guard and I took
that as an opportunity to hit my head on the guy’s mouth and kicked
him hærd on his groin and that made him drop to his knees as the gun
he was holding fell off his hand. While Anita on the other hand was
already into action. She bit the one that squatted before her on his
ear and I went for the third one. We took to our heels immediately
while we watched our back at interval.
We were still running when we both heard a gunshot and before I knew
it, Anita fell hærd beside me as the fired bullet had penetrated her
skin. Aaaarrrrrgh! She scre-med in pain and I fell beside her crying.
What do I do? I asked quivering and I tore my shirt immediately tied
it on her bleeding arm.
I looked up and saw the guys coming towards us and I stood up
immediately already fuming in anger. ‘Hang in there please’ I said to
Anita who kept gro-ning in pain. I checked around and found an empty
beer bottle lying peacefully on the floor. I stylishly took the bottle
without letting them know and hit it on the first one that charged
towards me. ‘Yeah! I could be poor, but I became dangerous and
heartless ever since I lost my family’ I thought as I continued
fighting with all my might.
I was almost taking the third one down when I felt a sharp pain in my
back and I became weak instantly. I can’t believe I’ve been shot’ with
the little energy I have left in me, I took the gun from one of them
and fired them all in their chests, just then I heard the siren of the
cop’s car and watched them drive towards us speedily. ‘why didn’t you
come earlier’ I thought. Are they all “dead” was the last thing I
heard before I felt life drift out of me finally.

TBC…

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