*****Acrophobia The Witch!**** _
It was a good day. Even if it wasn't so good, it felt nice playing dress up and going out after all the "Igbele" of one week.
I alighted at my bus stop... I saw people using the new pedestrian bridge and I thought to myself that it would be better than screaming like a goat while crossing the road.
I joined the bridge users... Do you guys know I catwalk? 😁😁😁 Ah, I #catwalk
ooo, Abi ratwalk... I sha like to twist my bones.
I had barely walked two steps on the quite long bridge when he tapped me from behind.
I turned and looked at him, he was smiling... "So you can still catwalk... " He asked me, I recognized him and couldn't speak... Iberu bojo had gripped me. "Look down" he told me
I did and I saw cars, lorries, trailers, tankers, doing fian, fian, fian, under the bridge... My eyes did somersault and my legs 'tase' (Waz tase in English...🤔) I closed my eyes and felt my head twirling... Ah Olugbala!
I couldn't move again... Then one Broda came... "Anti, anti... Sekosi? "
I opened my eyes ferefe... He held me.
Some women were whispering "Bata yen naa tiga ju" (Issit their shoe?😎) I sha held Broda and together we walked on the water... Sorry, bridge.
He held me until we got down... I looked up at him, voiced my thanks and catwalked away.
I looked back... He was staring after me, bewildered.
The witch alias Acrophobia that tapped me earlier on the bridge had disappeared, I was myself again.
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