Miracle

Last semester was probably the most eventful semester in my academic life, out of the plenty thing things that could have happened to me, I ended up living with a thief. Scratch that. Day Light Robber.

My dumb school decided that two in a small room was just not punishment enough, so they added one more person. Let me introduce you to Miracle.

Yes, that's her name. Fresh from the holidays, the diploma students had resumed before us so Miracle was allocated to my room. I walked in to meet a slim, tall girl lying on the top bunk, her hair woven with rubber thread and wearing funny looking clothes. She was so nice and quiet, she helped me carry my stuff to the room.On further inquiry, I learnt she comes from a rather large/modest family and her father is a deeper life pastor. From such a name as "Miracle", I certainly was not wrong to expect a golden child with exemplary behaviour.

Soon enough, money started getting missing in my room from as little as N500 to 1000. I'd leave my wallet or bag on my table/wardrobe and take a little nap, money would disappear. At first I suspected my other roommate because it had just been discovered that she was on some ashee levels, so I'm like maybe she's stealing my money for her paroles because her money never got missing. Then one day, she complained that her N500 got missing. This was rather strange because there was a power outage in my room and it was pitch black; meaning that the thief must have been on some sort of James Bond mission or she was lying. I opted for the latter and she remained a prime suspect. lol. Soon we (I and other roomie) stopped talking but the stealing continued. It was not only money oh, indomie and drinks also included. One time, my friend kept her drink my fridge, 6 hours later it was stolen. It was embarrassing explaining that I have an invisible thief in my room - before dem think sey na me steal drink

The money that was stolen were small amounts but multiply it by 6 or 7 times and altogether I lost over N5,000. Most of these times, what was stolen was my last kobo, my only surviving means. I cried, cursed, pleaded; the thief remained. Miracle would still wear her all white and march to church every Sunday morning. Did i mention that Miracle was very hard-working? She was. She was quite scattered, but she was very dutiful in cleaning up the room. When I was still in good terms with my other roomie, she suggested that Miracle was the one stealing since we had no such problem when it was just both of us. I was like, Miracle, Never! Pastor Pikin?

The last straw that broke my back was during exams. I was flat broke for weeks, I got money from home and I was so excited. I shared this little information with Miracle and she joined me to celebrate. When I'm cooking with my friends I add miracle's mouth o, they give her their old clothes, I'm friendly to her..etc. Summary, I'm nice to her.

So, that fateful day, I had just N1,000 left in my wallet, I was alone with Miracle in the room. I took out the wallet, checked the money and returned it to my wardrobe. I left the room for a few minutes to my neighbour's room. I returned, Miracle was gone. I opened my wardrobe, checked my wallet, the money was gone. This was when it finally dawned on me that she had been Stealing and Smiling for months! My other roommate was not around that morning, so it definitely was not her.

I was mad! I went for my exam, came back and called her to the room. I confronted her, I even lied that I saw her coming out of the room. Miracle still denied. I went to report to the hall administrators, silly people didn't take me serious because the money was small. I should wait for her to steal me abi? mscheew

That was a few days to vacation, so I stopped talking to Miracle. Meanwhile she had started bubbling, she stopped weaving thread and started doing wool instead (soon lace wig go join), started rubbing lipgloss like it's going out of style, she'd spend hours (mid night call) giggling on the phone with some dude (choirmaster?) and she slim-fitted her clothes.

I'm sure she knows that she cant be my roommate this coming semester, my other roommate has graduated so it's just going to be me and 2 new people. Hopefully, I have better ones this time.