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I remember an incident that occured to me when I was in primary school. 

Mr James, the most ruthless teacher in the school just entered into our class with his regular catastrophic look. Surprisingly, i find him appealing today probably because of this pretty girl that followed him.

 

The girl was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, she was so beautiful, fair, has a curly black hair with a rightly shaped nose added to her pretty face. And her gap teeth, Ohw God, it made me fall in love again and again whenever she smiles.

 

Her name was Cynthia. Immediately I set my eyes on her, she became the love of my life, even though she wasn't aware that I'm in love with her. I'll always be borrowing and sharing my lunch money with her. 

 

There was a time she got bullied my some senior boys. I marked out a plan to punish every single on of them with my rubber catapult and I did all these without her knowledge. 

 

Despite all these, she hasn't even say a single word to me, she'll just collect whatever I gave her and smiled at me. We weren't even close at all, the only thing that brought us together was the sweets, eraser, pencils and everything else I borrow her.

 

Then it happened one day when a new student was transferred to our school. Seems like his Dad got transferred in his place of work and he relocated along with his family to our state.

 

This boy was pretty rich, as in, his mum usually packs cookies, snacks and all for him everyday coupled with a pocket money. He was even buying different things for the whole class, this made the whole class to cluster all around him everyday, including my girl.

 

I developed hatred for him immediately and I started doing all I  can to get my girl back. I stopped buying sweets and all for myself and started giving all my pocket money to her, take all her canes for her and all, despite all this, she wouldn't even talk to me, she'll only smile and wave me off. Of course, the smile was enough for me.

 

I stopped loving her the day she denied me, intact, I cried and cried throughout the whole day.

 

It happened that I saw Cynthia and Jerry(the new boy) together, this time, it wasn't the normal clustering and sharing as usual, this boy separated himself and Cynthia away from the whole group and he was putting his hands across her neck, the most unbearable moment was when Cynthia was giving my smiles to Jerry, like Jerry of all people who just came a week ago.

 

I could no longer take seeing them in that poaition as i dashed straight to their angle and demanded that Cynthia should get up from his side. They were just staring at me like I just dropped down from nowhere. When none of them responded to what I was saying, I grabbed Cynthia's hand immediately, trying to pull her away from him. I thought she'll understand and follow me because of all my sacrifices, my snacks, pocket money, the beatings and all but she didn't, rather she knocked my hand off and held her new found love or giver, Jerry. I realised from Childhood that females are entirely different being specially made by God to disappoint the other gender.

 

It pained me to the marrow as I was fighting the tears that was already forming in my eyes, I was surprised that I didn't drop the tears, rather I charged at Jerry and gave him a punch straight at his tummy. He groaned in pain, I thought he was going to surrender and give me my girl back but rather, what happened next surprised me to this day.

 

This ingrate bas***d called Cynthia pulled my leg and made me fall flat to the ground, then she started hailing and calling on Jerry to pounce on me and beat me, Cynthia that hasn't speak to me before oo. 

 

After I was thrashed well be them and given a good beaten, I got my chance to strike back when Jerry stood up, immediately I fell him to the ground to give him his own cup of tea, the headmaster met me on him. He didn't even say anything, he marched the three of us to his office.

 

The Headmaster was known to be a ruthless thrasher too, next too Mr James. He wouldn't even care that he his a Headmaster, he will continue to beat and scold any pupils that misbehave. It was even rumoured that he could beat a whole 50 pupils without feeling it, I got scared when I remember the rumour. 

 

The moment the headmaster asked Cynthia being a girl about who was at fault, I knew I'm dead already, and I really was the moment this winch cooked up a whole different story to save his lover's ass, she didn't even mention  the part I got thrashed throughly without a mercy. 

 

To crown it all, the headmaster believed everything this girl cooked up for him and he discharged both of them, leaving only me. Then he took a very big cane, two of them and told me to hold his table.

 

This is "death" I muttered silently, realizing that he's not going to have mercy even if I've cried blood. He gave me five good strokes before dismissing me.

 

I cried and cried and cried, I didn't talk throughout the whole school hours and I was begging God in my mind to fight for me and bring my enemy to shame. And God did answer my prayers a week after.

 

Cynthia and her boyfriend with four other pupils was disturbing the class and they got their names written down by the class captain. My joy knew no bound when the headmaster entered our class to beat the noise makers.

 

The moment the Headmaster finished with Jerry and the other four pupils, it was her turn to taste the cane, surprisingly, she hasn't got beaten before cos I take every cane for her, but this time I adjusted comfortably in my seat to enjoy how she will scream.

 

She was looking at me with a pleading eyes, maybe to come and take the cane for her as usual, the very first stare I gave made her change her mind.

 

To be sincere, I enjoyed every single stroke she got and her wails that the whole class couldn't help but laugh too because they were expecting me to take her canes today too.

 

Thank God I'm serving a living God. I stopped giving her my things right from that moment, and I'm very happy loving myself now and eating my stuffs myself.