Monica is my name. I have this brand new expensive phone. Well... it's intimidating. Every morning when I get out of our gate, I always see this man....as in every freaking morning. Worst of all, it's been for a long time,...a whole damn week and I have no other alternative route to pass through to buy the house necessities.
So it has come to this very chosen day after a long week when what I have been expecting happens. This time,I get out without my phone and am grabbed after some distance from the gate.
" Where is your phone?"the man asks in my native language, and I close my eyes hoping it's just a bad dream.
" Please I beg, Iam not understanding what you are saying," I answer in english shocking the kidnapper, who looks at me in confusion not understanding me too.
" Which language do you speak?"the asks in my native language frustrated.
"I speak english,"I answer in same native language he asked with forgetting to answer in english.
Guess what happened next.

© Lamaru Janet