What My Christmas Looked Like

With melodies from carol nights, dazzling decorations all over town, hamper giveaways, Christmas trees and lights, Jingle bells and the aroma of delicious cooking rice, my Christmas wasn’t your very regular Christmas atmosphere. I should have been filled with so much joy and in a festive spirit but turned out I was in no control on how my Christmas would turn out, neither did I enjoy any bit of it.
My holiday started just immediately after my exams were over being the 13th of December 2017, right after that was a brief moment of fun, thanks to my birthday celebration and spending extra few days in school. The fun ended almost abruptly just as soon as I got to my parent’s house in Asaba, Delta state. Excluding the first two days where I got the “fresh outta school” treatment, my Christmas horror story had begun. I got news from my mum concerning an unsuccessful robbery attack in our house and I was sternly warned by my dad to step no foot outside the gate. The warning was so vivid that I couldn’t even go out to buy recharge card from a nearby store. Despite the fact that I had made public plans with friends on how we were going to turn up, I couldn’t deal with the fact that my Christmas was ruined. I even got no gift from anyone in the name of Christmas present, that would’ve consoled me a little bit.
It didn’t take up to more than one day before the supposed burglars tried breaking into our house through the gate but luckily for us and through divine intervention our gateman was able to make a good shot at one of the burglars who was nearly successful at breaking indirectly at the neck (I doubt he’ll survive that, RIP). This made security in our house tighter that I couldn’t even come out to the compound. 
Like that wasn’t sad enough, Christmas eve approached and my mum sought to turn everyone in the house to a caterer, sadly I was engrossed in the work I couldn’t take photos. The cooking of coolersof rice varieties; jollof rice, fried rice and white rice and stew, including pounded yam and soups, lasted till Christmas day the 25th. I was extremely fagged out. On the 25th all cooking’s came to an end at around 3pm followed by trooping in of visitors causing my mum to turn our house to a restaurant. It was a buffet for our lucky visitors and the amount of plates I served and washed should cost me a fortune if I were to be paid for it. Amidst all these I was still under house arrest. It was a complete disaster.
While shooting a video for my YouTube channel, my mum forced me to go out with her and my little cousins… imagine what that outing would look like. We eventually got stuck in queue at a filling station for over an hour before we headed for the mall. The mall was quite clogged hence our wonderful outing was over and I went back home.
On the 27th of December, my mum was trailed from her boutique down to the house by a car with covered plate number, this was cause for more alarm and security became even tighter. We had “mopol’s” threading our compound and my house arrest became stricter. I had no mouth to plead a mini outing as the only out I went was to church and back home.
Moreover since I’m unable to visit friends nor have a proper outing, this year’s Christmas is officially the worst. Merry Christmas all the same to all my faithful readers and I sincerely hope your Christmas was nothing close to mine. Have a prosperous new year and welcome to 2018!!!

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