I always have this nagging feeling that something awkward is going to happen along the way in my life but as for now am just living a normal childhood life with my parents and my brother. Incase you just wanna know my name is Purity, am eight year old and my brother Hope.We live in one nucleated part of the world in a continent called Africa. And mind me, we live in a public compound with lots of neighbors which I must say are pesticides. Along the line as the story goes you will know more about me, am not good at telling a tale.
"Purity!!" A voice belonging to that of a twelve years old boy who decided to act as a guard to his sister called. " Why do you choose to steal, huh , you better return her teddy bear or else you'll get it hot from me"
" And who said am with it " I said sharply staring at his plump face disgustingly.
" You've got the guts to talk back right? You little thief " he yelled releasing a slap on my face. I stared daggers at him and decided not to reciprocate, just walk away. Immediatel, I felt his hand pulling me back forcefully this infact cause me to fall on the ground with a loud thoud.
" Hey you better get it straight you don't move till you provide her teddy" he scorned. I stared angrily as I noticed the vicious smirk on his face.
" Can't believe she actually had the guts to steal Glory's teddy" said a girl who was also my age mate.
" She's a thief, what did you expect " came another.
" I blame her parents for training her this way" came another.
I got fed up with all their petty talk, what do they actually mean my that having the guts to judge me. Looking round the field, I realize I was surrounded and none of the children were on my side. I looked at the plump boy who was boasting happily to his friends how he was gonna beat me up.
" You think I stole your beloved sister damn teddy right? Where the evidence you've got you big liar" I annoyingly yelled. I hate being in a situation like this and worse being surrounded my pesty kids.
" Common isn't it obvious you were the only one playing in the sand bar and that's where she left it stupid! " He was about to slap me again. I closed my eyes in anticipation of the incoming pain but suprisely it never came. Instead was the angry voice of my brother. I took this opportunity to stand up and hide behind his back.
" Hey, who do you think you are eh, bullying an eight year old child ain't you ashamed" How did he know I needed help, well news fly so fast.
" And who are you to interfere? " The bully asked looking so surprised, one could guess that he wasn't expecting an opponent about his own age.
" Am her brother idiot and what are you gonna do about it " Hope asked pushing the boy backwards. Soon afterward they were fighting, few adults round the park noticing quickly what was happening rushed to separate them. They were not that quick to me as the bully had already sustained injuries and was also bleeding from his nose. The blood began to drip so fast, soon enough the boy was covered with blood. I blinked repeatedly noticing what had just happened, taking a glance at the adult who had just sepereared them and the children round the park suprisely all of them were covered with blood smiling crazily at me. I turned to look at my brother being a bit frightened and behold he seem to be bleeding the most and he was giving me that awful smile.
Aaaaaaaah!!! Aaaaaaahhh!! Aaaahhhh!
I woke up sweating profusely all over my body. It was one of those nightmare again. I sighed noticing that I was the only person left in the room ,the other's have all gone out to do their various choires. I glance at the clock thirty minutes past nine , it suddenly dawned on me that have slept past morning breakfast. I hurriedly jumped up from the bed grabbing my towel and toothbrush rushing into the bathroom