I had countless nightmares where my Granny warned me to stay away from ‘kulikuli’ with long koboko during the early festive of that year, I avoided Okoye and Samuel like say them be plague. Samuel was still looking for a way to shift my pant, we almost do am one day while I was having a walk in the garden, until I felt like I saw my Granny ghost with long koboko staring at us, nobody warned me to wear my p-ant back to my waist and ran as fast as my tiny legs could allow me inside the house far-away from Samuel’s sweet kulikuli.
As we returned back to our apartment in the Estate after the new year Festival, Papa informed me that we are going to bury Granny that year June, I was heart-broken because my conscience pricked me whenever Granny comes to my mind.
Ben came begging for Grace to take him back as her boyfriend, Grace spanked her yansh and made it clear that according to her statement
“you see this yansh, you no go ever use your tiny p—k chop am again”.
The urge for se-x came strongly after I experienced my period that Month, Granny appeared again in my dream.
Granny: Gift, na you kill me!
Me: *I cry out* no! Mama, you know I love you, no vex.
Granny: no chop kulikuli again.
Me: but Mama, I like kulikuli.
Granny: keep quiet! Kulikuli go destroy you.
Me: but Mama kulikuli sweet well well.
Granny: shut up! mumu girl.
She started flogging me with the koboko she held, I screamed and woke up sweating profusely. I was petrified that I have angered my Granny’s spirit, the woman no wan just leave me hand to rest.
School resumed and I focused more on my studies, but I made a new friend called Lucy after I learnt the shocking truth that Hannah and Choima have left my school after their secret of HIV was leaked to a mixed school, I just pitied those boys there.
Lucy was all over me guarding me like am a precious gem, hope say she no be lesbo sha… I can never prefer fingers and rubbing body to sweet kulikuli.
I started attending Church but Grace no gree go, she don even get new boyfriend or na man friend? The man ehnn.. sabi fu-ck I swear, I have caught her moa-ning one day like that when I returned from school, I was the Church golden girl in the Youth department.
Pastor: make all of ona be like Gift, she nodey fail to come Church and she dey even come before our deacons, praise thou Lord.
Pastor: I wish say she be my daughter, she dey dedicated to things of God.
Pastor: our children ona dey hear, make ona give ona life to Christ oh.
Congregation: yes oh!
I had a male friend, Ezekiel, he lived in the Estate with me and we went to the same Church. So he always escorted me home, and anytime he came to see me Grace will tease me that my ‘baggy boyfriend is here oh!’, that Classical trouser that Ezekiel always wore around Estate and Church, that trouser can flag like Nigeria set flag when wind dey blow.
Lucy invited me over to her house one Saturday like telling me she is lonely, I come go naso the girl dey ask me if I love her. Truly, I loved her as a friend and sister but when she locked her lips with me and started kissing me like a demented woman, no body give me signal to tuwama back to house, say no to lesbo.