Wet Dreamz

I went to play football with my friends on Friday, around 4:30 pm. I came home around 6:00 pm. I was very exhausted; I went for my bath, ate something and went straight to bed, I think around 8:30 pm. My team had lost, so I wasn’t in the mood to talk or watch TV or do anything, and plus I was tired. I even switched off my cellphone. Took off my clothes, laid on my back on my bed; staring at the ceiling fan moving round and round.

I woke up at 6:13 am exactly. I slept like a baby. I had no idea how I fell asleep, last thing I remembered was staring up at the fan. I noticed something about my mood. I had this ecstasy feeling, happy, refreshed, tired and some sharp pains around my body. I knew I played ball the previous day so, it might be the reason for the feelings and mood I might be having, so I just ignored it.

I got outta bed, tied my towel around my waist and went outside to brush my teeth. Came back 10 minutes later, sat on my bed, and started thinking about my plans for the day. I didn’t have much planned out, the only thing in my mind was to do my laundry, I had a whole basket full of dirty clothes. I didn’t wash the previous week, so you can imagine.

I went ahead to lay my bed. The sheets on my bed were crumbled as if I was fighting with someone in the night. I straitened the covers, tucking in the edges under the bed. That was when I noticed the map. At least it looked like a map, the “Ghana map” of some sort lol, on the bed sheet. Na I conf’, so I moved closer to have a better look at it and smell it. I was relieved it wasn’t urine, for a sec I thought I had wet my bed lol.

It was nothing I’ve ever seen before, it looked like some sort of ‘white dried starch’ bi, weird thing. It was dried up. It had no smell too. I just stood there looking at itIMG_20150828_175856

and thinking about what it was. I wanted to go call my brother to come check it out, but I didn’t. So I just ignored it. I just removed the sheets and threw it into the laundry bin. Turned around and pretended like nothing had happened.

I took off my towel, picked a clean boxer short to wear; that was when I saw it, “I FREAKED OUT”, I wanted to run sef, I knew having an erection in the morning was a normal thing for a guy, but this morning was different. I was seeing this same ‘white starch’ thing around my thing and on my thighs. Same thing I found on my bed sheets, I didn’t understand. I sat on my bed, hand on my jaw, trying to figure what it was.

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I couldn’t get any explanation. I kinda had the idea where it came from, it was kinda obvious, but the thing was, how and why I got that was my headache. I was only 12 years old so I wasn’t ready for any lecture from any grown up, I kept it to myself. I just went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, to clean myself up.

After that, I went to the kitchen to prepare some oats and toast bread for breakfast. When the meal was done, i switched on the TV as I watched whiles eating. It was 10:25 am, the house was quiet, no sign of my brother or parents. Dad’s car wasn’t outside so I knew he had gone out. I was done with my meal, went to the fridge for some dessert, I found some drink and took it. I came to the living room, sat in the couch, my right hand inside my boxer short, enjoying my drink whiles watching TV.

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That was when everything started coming back to me. I started having flashes of what might had  happened last night. I had a dream. A very naughty dream. In the dream, I saw a girl in my bed with me. Be like she grow pass me small. I didn’t see the girl’s face tho, but the chick was very persuasive and seductive, what the chick do me inside the dream eeh? I no fit talk, she was riding me like a horse fam. I had a dream having sex with a girl, it had never happened to me before, so it was very awkward. Now everything made sense now. Now that I remember what happened, I just shook my head and laughed it off.

I started my laundry around 12:00pm, I’ve been watching TV all morning. I eventually got tired of this whole laundry thing so I took out my boxer shorts to wash. That was when three of my friends came around. We talked and laughed for a while then I told them about my dream.

One friend was like, “charle that be bad omen ooh, you dream say you den girl dey bed? E no good koraaa, you for go see some pastor make he pray give you”, then I was like, “heerrhh ebi so you fool? Sake of dream make I go see pastor?”, then the other friend was like, “you di3, you fool ooh he dey advice you, you dey squeeze your testicles huh?”, then I was like, “naaa wedge, why make I go see pastor?, the thing, ebi dream k3k3, so why make I go see pastor? Me I never dey take those kinda dreams seriously fam”.

Then he said, “maybe some witch or maame water dey follow you, you for go see pastor make he pray give you, or you go die soon”, then I replied, “you dey craze? Ebi you go die sia, if witch or maame water dey follow me, ebi normal, I be fresh boy, I’m attractive too, ebi normal, you no be fresh boy, so you wouldn’t understand”, my friends right now:IMG_20160126_132712

Then the third friend was like, “charle kneel down make we pray give you”, I couldn’t stop laughing, “hahahahahahaha this morning as you woke up from bed you pray sef? Way you wan come pray give me huh?”.

Then I told them, “e sweet me, e sweet her, way bad omen dey inside huh? if ebi witch ooh, maame water ooh, madi aah madi!!!!”

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story by: @AbokiCleDre (follow me on twitter)

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