Neighbours From Hell

Flash story: My neighbour

Mind you, this story happened many years ago when I and my family just moved into a flat. We were so happy that we’ve graduated from the level of face me I slap you condition into the league of big spenders on accommodation.

I can remember two weeks after we packed in, we were very quiet and refused to make noise or draw attention to ourselves for fear of been ousted as local people, no sooner did we realise that we were learners were our dear neighbours were concerned.

So my neighbours.

The Okonkwos were what you call the great circus of weird freaks.

The father was a drunk, the mother an elevated gossip, of their four children only one stayed home regularly simply because she was afraid of getting molested by some guys she ate their money down the street. The other three were notorious for been mischievous and found in places they shouldn’t be; woe betide you lest they pay you a visit, your valuable kept in plain site will magnet to their body on their way out.

They all depicted attitudes that can justly be attributed to people who haven’t seen the four walls of any form of civilization and they didn’t see anything wrong in their doings.

After two weeks of staying there and continuous attempts by their mother to draw my mother into the trade of gossips, she became angry at my mom for continuously refusing to indulge her and as such saw it fit to draw the line of malice and subsequently war on all of us.

She and the rest of her family took it upon them self to make us uncomfortable in our own skin.

Its was just a month and we the kids were tired of this new place that has brought nothing but pain and misery to our tender life. Asides missing our old friends that we’ve grown accustomed to, we are forced to be a slave just because our parents wanted peace.

I clearly remember my mother doing dry fasting so that our enemies in the form of our new neighbours should either die or pack out, which she did fervently with all her heart for 2 week.

In a twist of fate one faithful morning the noise coming from the Okonkwo’s flat was alarming. We peeped and saw it was because of a truck packed downstairs loading all their properties for them.

We later got to know that they have been owing rent of up to 2 years and the landlord tired of their constant excuses coupled with bad behaviour decided to send them packing to their village.

That night we ate chicken for the first time in that compound in celebration of our victory against our enemies.

Its been 22years since then and I still remember clearly everything that happened as though it was yesterday. I wouldn’t wish such neighbours even to my worst enemy.

Note: This is fiction

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5 thoughts on “Neighbours From Hell” by Arinze Talius Dike (@talius)

  1. The effectual, fervent prayer of a righteous woman availeth
    much.” … Funny ?
    It’s godly that we accomodate others
    We must love them enough, to change them for better
    Killing or sending them packing with our prayer is not helpful
    Why not pray them to change
    For the one we pray to, care for those we pray against
    And he places them around us because he cares about their redemption
    ……….

  2. Hmm!

    . . . because she was afraid of getting molested by some guys she ‘ate’ their money down the street. (she ATE their money?)

    . . . landlord tired of their constant excuses coupled with bad behaviour decided to send them packing to their village. (to their village? na charm the landlord use? ‘packing’ ought to have been the last word in that sentence.)

    * Then little errors, here and there e.g . . . we ‘are’ forced to be ‘a slave’ just because our parents wanted peace; . . . we were learners ‘were’ our dear neighbours were concerned.

  3. There were other errors too:

    ….for fear of ‘been’ ousted’
    ….for ‘been’ mischievous.
    The word ‘been’ is wrongly used in the two statements. It should be ‘being’ instead.

    …..took it upon them self (themselves)

    We later got to know that they have been…(they had been)

    ….we the kids were tired of this new place that has….(that had)

  4. I agree totally with Ezeama Chijioke.
    The story would have been done better if it’s structure were improved. The syntaxs, the mistakes, the grammatical errors.

    “…We were so happy that WE’VE [we’d] graduated from…”

    “…I wouldn’t wish such neighbours even TO [on] my worst enemy.

    Just few of it. Keep writing though. Commendable

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