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THE CRAZY BEGGAR

       

she’s the one I’ve been looking for

WRITTEN BY: AUTHORESS MEEYAH

CHAPTER 1

MATILDA'S POV

       My name is Matilda Robert, I’m an 18 years old lady who lives

in gainesville in the united state of America. I’m a beggar because I

beg for a living. You all can curse at me for being a beggar at my age

for all I care, but trust me no one among you dares to say that to my face. I wasn’t a beggar right from the beginning of my life but I

eventually found myself as one as my fate wants. I once had a happy

family, not a rich one as though, but we never begged before we

survive. Life took everything I once called happiness away from me all

in one year and I could only find a means of survival on the street

and that’s what I’ve been doing till date. Enough of the introduction.

None among you can feed me, so I had better resume to my daily

routine.

 You all can keep following me if you wanna know lots about me.

Get off my car!!! You filthy piece of scum! That was another rich

woman cursing at me for begging from her while she’s stucked in the

traffic. I’m so sorry ma, but please could you just give me any amount

to put something in my stomach? I’m really hungry. I requested but she

ordered her driver to wind the glass up instead and zoom off.

I moved on to the next car instead and without even allowing me beg

for something before throwing some cash at me, my joy knew no bound as

I picked them up immediately. “yes! Keep packing them and don’t stain

me with your wretchedness” I heard him say as he zoomed off while I

picked my money.  “It’s never my wish to be beggar though” I thought.

Thanks for at least giving me something you good for nothing rich man…

I cursed and quickly slapped myself for talking so loud. What if the

next car owner had seen or heard me? I would’ve forfeited my

opportunity automatically…I thought

Matilda did I just hear you call that rich man good for nothing? I

asked myself and tutted at my stupidity. Who among us is good for

nothing? I said to myself and moved on to my next customer. Yeah! I

call those I beg from my customer because they’re the ones that feed

me.

I continued with my daily hustling till my tummy started crying for

help. I went to a corner and counted the amount I’ve been able to

gather so far. This would be enough to make my stomach happy once

again. Once I’ve been able to gather enough money, I’m planning on

starting another petty trading. The first one I tried went into mud

when I was arrested for assaulting a customer that pissed me off when

she was pricing the carrot I was hawking in an annoying way. I was

tempted to hit my carrot tray on her teeth while she was talking and

that made blood gushing out of her teeth and her hubby treated my fuck

up by taking his time to make sure I was completely destroyed and I

haven’t been myself ever since then.

 There she goes, Anita

I call her Annie for short, though I know it's another name entirely, but I don't care

my fellow beggar.

Hey girl! She said as she just returned home, I wouldn’t wanna tell you what our home looks like, but I want you all to know it’s nothing compared to where you

all are living.

Hi dear! How was the day? I asked.  ‘Hectic a usual’ she replied and

brought out her polythene bag.

that’s where we keep the money we earn

and we both count every penny we make together

.

Wow! You really made lots of money today… I said and she smiled. ‘Of course you did too. Let’s go get something to eat please, I’m

famished’ she said and we both stood up and left. That’s one thing about Anita, despite being a beggar, she doesn’t joke with her tummy. She eats to her satisfaction even if it is once in a day. We both have similar stories but different ambition.  My ambition is to be a model, I have everything it takes to be one, but can’t just be, because I always look tattered and poor.

Anita’s ambition is to become a great fashion designer and we both

always pray to God to make our dreams come through.

We were munching the snacks we bought when it suddenly started raining

heavily. ‘Damn! I hate it when it rains’ we both said in unison and

got up immediately to start sweeping water out, why won’t we hate it

when it messes the place we manage to live in up. We always end up

hanging around to spend the night if it rains at night.

We were able to secure a hiding place beside a supermarket. ‘Let’s

stop here, I’m tired of running’ Anita complained and I nodded in

assent.

                                      IN THE MIDNIGHT

Mat! Mat!! Mat!!! I heard a voice called and tapped me softly. I

recognized the voice to be Anita’s and jolted up immediately as I

remembered it could be her fever again. One thing about her is that

she falls sick each time rain beats her.

What is it? I asked in a worried tone and touched her forehead to

check if she’s running temperature. I heaved a sigh of relief when I

didn’t feel anything strange.

“I’m okay” she said when she watched me sigh. Then what is it, why did

you wake me up? I asked

‘I can hear some faint voices and footsteps, and I’m having a bad

feeling about that’ she said and I knew she’s serious. How did you

hear the sounds, weren’t you sleeping? I asked and she tutted.

Fine! Let’s pay attention to it… I said just then, some guys in hoodie

got to our side. ‘It’s like they’re here to raid some shops’ I

whispered to her and we both got up an tiptoed quietly till we got to

the back of one of the shops.

We were about taking to our heels when some of them stopped at our

front. How on earth did they get to us so quickly and how did they

find us? Anita murmured.

Shshh! I hushed her to keep quiet and they ordered us to kneel, which

we did. Please we don’t know who you are, we are beggars don’t hurt us

please. We pleaded upon hearing one among them speak with a deep harsh

voice.

And whom do you think you’re fooling? Another one said

Guys let’s finish these girls off or they’ll rat us out… another one

said and I scoffed

Excuse me! Why do you think you can do anything to us when you’re not

even sure of who we are? I asked confidently and a heavy slap landed

on my cheek. ‘Geez! That was unplanned’ I said and rubbed my cheek.

‘I’ll do something unexpected now and we’ll run off immediately’ I

whispered to Anita and she nodded.

 I stood up and went to the front of the guy standing directly before

me and held his head while I brought his face closer to mind

pretending like imma kiss him. I looked back and saw the others

staring at me with keen interest. I gave Anita to strike into action

immediately and she did by screaming her lungs out pretending to have

being bitten by something and that made them loose guard and I took

that as an opportunity to hit my head on the guy’s mouth and kicked

him hard on his groin and that made him drop to his knees as the gun

he was holding fell off his hand. While Anita on the other hand was

already into action. She bit the one that squatted before her on his

ear and I went for the third one. We took to our heels immediately

while we watched our back at interval.

We were still running when we both heard a gunshot and before I knew

it, Anita fell hard beside me as the fired bullet had penetrated her

skin. Aaaarrrrrgh! She screamed in pain and I fell beside her crying.

What do I do? I asked quivering and I tore my shirt immediately tied

it on her bleeding arm.

I looked up and saw the guys coming towards us and I stood up

immediately already fuming in anger. ‘Hang in there please’ I said to

Anita who kept groaning in pain. I checked around and found an empty

beer bottle lying peacefully on the floor. I stylishly took the bottle

without letting them know and hit it on the first one that charged

towards me. ‘Yeah! I could be poor, but I became dangerous and

heartless ever since I lost my family’ I thought as I continued

fighting with all my might.

I was almost taking the third one down when I felt a sharp pain in my

back and I became weak instantly. I can’t believe I’ve been shot’ with

the little energy I have left in me, I took the gun from one of them

and fired them all in their chests, just then I heard the siren of the

cop’s car and watched them drive towards us speedily. ‘why didn’t you

come earlier’ I thought. Are they all “dead” was the last thing I

heard before I felt life drift out of me finally.

TBC...

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