I am packing my bags today.

Fiction Series

The year is about to end and after the series of suicidal deaths around me, I think it’s time to relocate away from this vicinity.

Last week I talked about two death cases that happened. This week the number has multiplied. People have been killing themselves everywhere around this vicinity.

Those of us still alive are now feeling like the odd one out. It’s like you haven't made it if you don't kill yourself here.

I cannot continue in this nightmare of an environment. I need to vamoose before I am vamoosed.

One of my neighbors who is still alive is trying to persuade me to stay. Telling me that it’s just a trend that will soon go down. I didn't bother arguing with him. I didn't give him any sign of disagreement. What I will do is in my heart.

I don't think that guy is normal. He has been showing signs but after that incident I concluded in my heart that he’s not normal. If he really were normal, he wouldn't be advising me to stay.

Stay where exactly? Where some group of boys were partying overnight and the next morning they were all found dead? About eight of them all dead at once? I don't get it.

Where rich men in the community have been found hanging themselves for God knows what? I still don't get it.

In fact I have decided to step things up. I am leaving this house today. I am going to stay with my friend for the main time. Though I still have about two months plus until my house rent is due, I cannot live here any longer.

My life is more important to me than any trend somebody is trying to explain to me.

By next week, I must be explaining experiences from my friends house.

Until then,

Stay jiggy,

Abayomi Johnson.

PS: This is fiction, you don't have to be scared.😎