A TRIP TO THE STATE

My dad was later convince after weeks of begging, I arranged my bags and got ready to take the first bus as Early the following morning, people in the town came to pay me a visit ,even my old friends visited, it was like I was going on an endless journey, a journey never to be returned.

During the trip I meant this guy, fair tall and he has these yellow kind of hair, he sat next to me, while the bus move I struggle with my legs because of the galloping, but this guy was there for me, after the trip we got a chance to exchange greetings and he told me his name was Kelvin. Kelvin and I became friends, we exchange numbers before we departed into our various junctions, it seem like Kelvin has been staying in the States for a very long time, because almost all the boys in the park knew him, they called him this weird name that sounded strange to me "TROUBLVIN", I knew the real pronunciation there was trouble.

I showed Kelvin the address I was headed to and askes him to show me direction to where I can get a cab that would take me there directly, I was happy I have started making friends already in the States. Finally I got to my final destination, and packed my belongs as I went into the hospital, when I got into the place it look like an old abandoned building, the chairs were scattered all over the place, the walls stained with blood, I became really scared, but I just summon courage and I kept my pace, I went closer and closer until a man came out of one of the wards, it really terrifying to see an old man coming out from such an abandon place like that.

I asked the man what he was doing there but the man throwed the question at me that what was I doing in his hospital, I explained everything to him, the man took me in and gave me some bread to eat, the man stayed in one of the administrative office room, where he used as his place of shelter.

Later that night I asked the old man what he was doing there, he explained to me why the hospital looked like a forest, the old man told me the "hospital belongs to his eldest brother Luck Modric, one of the greatest surgeon of all time, Modric career got ruined the day he decided to carry out an operation on one of the famous artist in the city, the artist wanted to change is facial color from been fair to a dark skin man, my brother had no idea on how to do that, but because of the pay at stake for him he was ready to go to any length just to get the job done. The chemical applied on his face burned his face and turned him into a monster, the artist career got ruined because he could no longer perform on stage, so he went ahead by placing a false report on my brother and all the member of his team, so since then no one has entered the hospital looking for medical advice or attention, the only people that comes in there are boys who want to commit crimes like rape and murder".

The old man story scared the living hell out of me, the man claim he was still staying there because of two reasons, one he had nowhere to stay, two the had faith one day his brother would return to the hospital.