When the heart of an individual flames with negative words, such an individual would speak negatively. While pretending to be innocent when people glittered on them. Can the heart of someone continue with the flames of negative words and bring good results?
Brenda Velina grip her legs on the ground and staggered in front of Katrin Oliver, and she spoke with her politely. "Whenever I set my eyes on my dad, I will tell him to kill me. And let him leave life as he likes. My frustration had made me to become a professional dancer," said Brenda Velina. "Though my father abandon me for many years. If I saw him now, I don't think I can recognize him.
How can a man refuse to take his responsibility as a father and leave his family alone? It is the duty of a father to train his children to enable their future become better.
Katrin Oliver gave her smiling faces, often and often. "Did you know your mom?"
"Ask me–"
"Then if you can't recognize your mother, who is going to direct you to your dad?"
"Katrin, don't worry, one day I will meet my mom and talk with her, one on one. Then, I will tell her to take me to my dad wherever he is–"
"Where do you think your mom is living?"
"My dear friend, don't worry, I will see my mom before she died," Brenda Velina gleed. "As I am telling you, when I turned back, I couldn't see anyone. Then she fell on the ground; I turned her upside down, and I made little kisses on her lips. Then I pushed her again. I said to her. "Will you get up from the ground? If you refused to get up, I would fire you with my pistol." Upon what I said to her, the woman in question couldn't shake her body. I began to beg her to rise up from the ground. She opened her green eyes and said to me. "Please, what do you want from me? Do you prefer loving? If you are interested in obtaining money from me, it is better to kill me, then I will be excited that I am gone, gone to the grave where the spirit leaves. But if you want to befriend me, just tell me, let me give you my mobile phone number. Then you can call me at any time. And we'll play the game of love, you have never experienced in your life. Then you will feel better as a man," she breathes in as deep as a thunderstorm. "If you need money, you will not get anything from me. But what I assure you is: I like to take you as my friend."
When I looked at her, I started to laugh. Then after some time, I discovered that it was night. I hold my mouth. The woman began to smile at me. I asked her. "Woman, why are you smiling at me?"
She replied to me. "Oh my God, you looks so handsome. Will you be my friend?"
She thought that I was a man because she saw me with jeans and a black hat on my head. I began to think that if I were a man, I should have been falling in love with her.
As she was lying on the floor, she began to introduce herself to me. She told me that her name is Velina – Velina. I said to her, How!
Why are you answering the same name at a time?
She told me that she didn't have a father. I was surprised. Then I asked myself. How can a woman leave life without having a father? I have never heard that since I was born. I asked her, Why? And she told me that her mom fell in love with a gentle man that she doesn't know where he comes from.
Oh my . . ., I gave her a warm smile. And I asked her, Why? She whispered to me. "I discovered that my mom was a professional dancer. She always travels to so many places. For such a reason, when she got pregnant, she could not know who impregnated her."
When I had such a sexy story from her, I began to laugh. As I was laughing, I recalled my senses that I went there as a criminal, and not as a police investigator. Because I never plan to be a Police Officer in my life. Though people normally called me officer; I don't think I can be a police officer at all.
"Why–" Katrin Oliver whispered.
"Police are too wicked. If I have a child, I will not allow him or her to be a Police Officer. Then I decided to hold my mouth. The woman laughed at me. I asked her why she laughed at me. She told me that I looked so handsome and sexy. I asked her again, how do you know I am a man? She told me. "Please, don't deny it, you are a man. Just consider me as your lady friend. I swear, I will share all my properties with you because, I don't have any child," she crooned. "I don't know why my life is like this."
I asked her, if I were a man, would you fall in love with me.
She began to smile at me. "You looks like a man. You don't look like a woman."
I asked her why! Is it because I wore jeans and put on a black hat on my head?.
She said to me, No; I really look good as if she should fall in love with me. I smile at her. Then I told her that I am not a man; rather, I am a lady like her at the age of twenty.
She said to me. "What . . .! But you look like a man. Why don't you wait during the creation process to enable God to create you like a man? Now, I should have take you as my boyfriend since I couldn't see a man so handsome like you," she smiled at me.
I laugh, laugh and laugh, again and again. I asked her where I could locate her mom. She whispered to me. "Don't mind her. Her beauty makes her to become a lover of all. She was dead after dancing like a wheel in search of love. She was so beautiful more than me; maybe that was why she became a professional dancer.
When I grew up, I discovered that all the women in the family make their daily living as professional dancers. Men and women normally look for her for dancing competition. When she got they, she would take the first position. And she would come home with different types of gifts. . . . That was so amazing on her side. Because of her, our family was so popular in our community," a tiny tear drop down from her eyes. "I thought that God would give me a child who would become a dancer like my mom. Because I like dancing; though I could not take it as a career. I was so proud to have that woman as a mother."
I asked her what she does for a living. She told me that she is managing her life as a farmer in this town for many years. According to the woman, she told me that there is no simple work in the town for her to do, then to be a farmer. "I make my money through farming. I am proud to be a farmer," she smiles very seriously at me.
I asked her, do you like to make money?
She said to me. Yes! She loves making money and make connections with new friends.
I asked her; if I were a man, will you fall in love with me?
She said to me. "YES! If you are a man, I could have fallen in love with you and take you as a friend. At the end, I may decide to marry you because you are so handsome."
She smiles at me as if she knew me before; I was even telling her to stop smiling at me in other to safe my life from the neighborhood.
"If you are a nice guy, would you take her as a friend?" said Katrin Oliver.
"Yes! If God made me as a man, nothing would stop me from choosing her as a friend.
When she told me all these things, I told her to give me a chair; and I forgot that I went there as a professional criminal. Then she gave me a sit immediately. When we sat down, I asked her, as you look so beautiful; did you fall in love with a nice guy that ended up with a pregnancy?
She opened the window and watched out to see if someone was pepping us inside the room. Then, she returned to me and sat opposite my chair. She told me a secret story I will never forget in my life.
I call her Velina – Velina!
She replied to me. "Yes, my handsome friend!"
I said to her. Do you have a child since you were born?
She smiled at me and said. "Well, twenty-five years ago, one young man impregnated me. Then I delivered a baby girl to that man who refused to show me where he came from. When the guy misbehave, I abandon the baby with him and find my way. Since then, I could not see a man who would take me as a wife."
I said to her, why did you do that to your baby?
She whined at me. Oh, the guy was a radical man who doesn't care to take care of a woman. He likes enjoyment more than anything else," Velina replied to me.
I asked her. If you see the girl, will you recognize her?
She kept quiet on me; she couldn't care to talk to me for more than thirteen seconds. When I looked at her, I saw her with a crying spirit. "I don't think so. I may not recognize her because I left her when she was a little kid of four months."
I said to her. "WHAT?" She was looking at me as if she knew me before.
Katrin, can you imagine how wicked the woman was. How can a beautiful woman, wicked as a devil. The difference between her and the devil is that the devil has wings, but she doesn't have even one wing. She left a little baby with her dad and went away. She don't even think if the baby had survive. Some women are so wicked in this life; just imagine."
Brenda drew a chair close to Katrin Oliver and said. "My dear, can you imagine that Velina decided to fall in love with me as a woman? I told her that I am a lady, and not a man. though I looked like a man, she should not consider me as a man, but still, she did not agree to my point. She started announcing me as her boyfriend while I was not asking her to fall in love with me. It is only a man who can fall in love with a woman; a woman can't fall in love with a woman.
At the end, Velina – Velina told me that she abandoned the child in her boyfriend's house. Her name was Brenda Velina. She stood up and on the inner light. Immediately she turned on the light, she walked close to me; then she collected my mobile phone and pointed the light at my face. She stood face to face with me for a while. Then she rubbed her face, often and often.
As I was standing close to her, she left me and walked down to the toilet. I followed her, but she didn't observe what was going on behind her. When she was inside the toilet, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself; I don't know why she did that. She whispered to herself. "But, I look so beautiful like this criminal minded guy who refused to accept himself as a man. . . . She looks like me.
Oh my God, what is all this?"
Immediately she left the toilet, I ran and stood from where she left me before. When I look at her, she holds a mirror in her right hand. When she walked close to me, she told me to collect the mirror. I asked her what I should do with a mirror at this time. She said that I should collect the mirror and watch over myself.
I said to her. "WHY!"
And she whispered to me: "You looks like me; it is as if we are twin sisters."
She collected the mirror from me and said. "It's yours. A handsome guy like you needs a mirror."
I replied to her. "Yes, my beautiful friend to be. I need a mirror, but not this time. If I need a mirror, I will asked you to give one," I whispered on her.
During our discussion, I decided not to disclose my identity to her. She said to me. "Please, can you tell me your birth name?"
I whispered to her. "What do you want to do with my birth name?"
She said to me. "I think you are interested in making me a friend. If you are ready to make me your friend, then you have to tell me your name, including your father's name," Velina, Velina replied to me.
I reason in one way: I hope I am interested in making this woman a friend; then I have to mention my name to her.
She said to me, time without number. "You look so beautiful, let's be friends. I will not allow you to go without telling me your names. As long as you tell me your names, I will do whatever you want from me."
I speak to myself, I hope this beautiful woman will not fall in love with me as a lesbian. I will not agree with her. She begged me several times; at last, I left her while she was still standing. I sat down on her bed. She left the center of the room and met me while I was still sitting down on the bed.
She sat down beside me, and she grabbed my cheeks and said to me. "You're welcome. Please, tell me your names, and I will love you forever."
I was tired of the woman; at last, I decided to tell her my names. "Well, it is you that needed my names; my name is Brenda Velina." She was so excited that I bore the same name with her.
"Who is your mother?"
I told her that since I was born, I have not set my eyes on my mother or my father.
She said to me.
"Why?"
I told her that my mom left me alone when I was a little kid.
She asked me, "What about your dad?"
I told her that I didn't even know who my dad was.
She replied to me. "Why did they leave you alone as a kid. Who was your guardian when you were a kid?"
I told her that it was my grandmother, Velina. She said to me, what makes Velina, Velina, reflecting on my names?
Katrin, I was tired of the woman because she was asking me a lot of questions. Then I began to tell her a story which I couldn't even remember all the stories my grandmother, Velina told me when I was a kid. Then I began to tell her most of the stories that I would never forget in my life.
"What are the stories all about?" said Katrin Oliver.
"My grandmother, Velina told me a story that as soon as my mom left me as a kid. My unfortunate father also left his house to an unknown destination. My dad did not return until my grandmother, Velina died. The woman was looking at me as if we were in a film hall. It was only my grandmother, Velina that felt all the pains, which my dad and mom were supposed to feel.
When I began to grow up, my grandmother, Velina waited for a long time, if mine unfortunate father would return, but my grandmother, Velina couldn't see him. My grandmother, Velina sent messages to her relatives, both home and abroad, if my dad could be found. My grandmother Velina, searches for my dad as a missing ship. My mom could not be seen for quite a long time.
As my grandmother, Velina waited and waited for over one year and eight months. My grandmother, Velina decided to gave me a name, Brenda Velina. Because there was no father, neither a mother. When I look at the woman. The beautiful woman who wanted to make me her friend was in a very big distress.
During that time, my grandmother, Velina would leave me alone in the primitive modern house at night and go out to a disclosing location. When she returned in the morning, she brought out a bunch of money, which I cannot remember the amount. She did these on different occasions.
When I was about thirteen years old, she continued to do it, non stop. She took it as a point of duty. I thank my God so much who sent many guardian angels to be my guard at night.
When I was about thirteen years old and three months, she stopped going out at night. She introduced another style to herself. However, she started going out in the daylight. When she returned, she would bring a lot of things like food stuff, different kinds of foreign money as well as costly clothes.
As at that time, my grandmother, Velina used to give me new clothes, like jeans, T-shirt and other simple wears. After one year, she left me alone at home. Sometimes in the morning, sometimes at night. Before my grandmother, Velina allow me to follow her. I asked her one day, where our we heading to. She gave me a sharp reply. "I myself, I don't have a husband. You as my granddaughter, you don't have a father, or a mother. For ten years now, I have not set my eyes on your mother, Velina or your dad who refused to identify his identity to me as an in-law before he becomes invisible in-law to me. As a grandmother, I want to bring you up. So that in the nearest future, you would become important person in the society. Forget about your parents, be courage, one day, you too will become a mother. And you will take good care of your children as I did to you."
She told me that the only fastest job that brings quick money in this town is to become a professional dancer. Apart from that, we will die of hunger in this town. Nobody would ask us if we have eaten any food for today. "Whenever there is any wedding party in this town, the celebrant would come to my house and look for me in other to display my professional dance to their guest," said my grandmother, Velina. "People in this town also invited me to dance for them in burial ceremony. Even in the theatre, I always go there and show my talent. I always happy to myself because I know how to dance and make money. . . . People hate me because I know how to dance. No matter how they hate me, I will continue to dance and make cool money. My little Brenda, that's how I managed to survive in this town."
I was not happy when my grandmother, Velina told me that she is a professional dancer. How can a beautiful woman like that choose dancing as a career. When I look at her, she swing up her hands on the air. While she pull up her right leg to the front and start dancing. As I saw her performance, I could not question her any more. The next thing she did to me, was to rubbed her hands on my head and said. "Little Velina, that is how I normally dance and make money."
When she was telling me these stories, I saw her in a mirthful manner. I continue to question her. "Grand mom, you mean, you are a professional dancer?"
She reply to me. "Yes! I like dancing," said my grandmother, Velina. "Whenever I dance, it will make me happy as a woman."
When I saw her reaction to my end, I told her that, apart from becoming a professional dancer, you don't have any other work to do? She said to me: becoming a public dancer is the simplest way to make money. "People love me because I know how to dance," said my grandmother, Velina.
I was mad with her; how can a whole family make a living as public dancers.
When I did some research in the town, I discovered that many people in the town are professional dancers who can perform well to their clients. Because of how my grandmother know how to dance, the royal King of Saintepole Island gave her award as the best dancer in Saintepole Island as a whole. She also won many other award as the best dancer.
Velina – Velina was the most beautiful woman, I never had the opportunity to see her once in my life. She sat down and watched over me. After some minutes, she stood up and pushed me to stand up with her. After we might have stood up; she grabbed me on my chest and said. "The story that you are telling me, looks like the story of my family members in Edmond County. It means you are my daughter whom I left with my mom in the Villa. You resemble me very well; nothing to compare," she embraced me, kissed me several times without number. At last, she said to me. "That is why you are beautiful like me."
Katrin!
"Yes, my dear–"
"I can remember that before my grandmother died, she told me that my mom named me after her great-grandmother; it means I am reincarnated as my great-grandmother who was a professional dancer. No wonder why I know how to dance very well.
I told her to tell me the reasons why she forced me to become a exotic dancer; she couldn't want to tell me the truth. The next thing I saw from her, she started screaming. Her tears ran down on her chest and weight her dress. I was even trying to join her and cry too, but I couldn't pretend. A tiny tear also flows out of my little brown eyes. I couldn't wait until she stopped her wicked cries. A little thought began to flow in me; I heard one spirit say to me: "Don't you remember that you have always dreamed of becoming a killer. Why can't you kill her and late her go to hell and have rest."
When I jerked my head to the back, I couldn't see anyone. Immediately she spoke the final word as she was looking at me. I removed my clean Beretta APX pistol and shut her death. When I saw her death body on the bed, I was trying to have pity on her after I might have killed her. But I left her dead body on the bed without the notice of anyone within the neighborhood.
Katrin, my good friend, I had a terrible dream many years ago. In that dream, I saw myself becoming a murderer. And it happened when I saw myself committing murder with a woman who claim to be my own mother, Velina, Velina.