Hathele

Picture sourced from Alamy. Between the year 2019 and 2020, I was a victim of Cyber stalking, Cyberbully and Cyber Harassment. Hello, My name is Ethel Willie. In the above period, I belonged to an international network of undergraduate  students’ in the internet, where students in my professional discipline help each  other by giving answers to questions. Being effectively equipped by Nigeria’s unique Educational System and its Curriculum, I and two others topped the list  of those offering answers to questions. This led to so many genuine and ingenuine inbox messages, 60% percent of which led to Cyber Harassment. One that stood out was a particular Boy from another country who stalked, harassed, bullied and threatened me. He demanded I sent him personal nudes of myself, of which I declined and blocked several of his numbers. He threatened that he could easily retrieve my pictures from social media channels and have them edited to remove my clothed body and ha...

My beauty is beyond what mere words could describe. My Bloom spread far more prestigious to be classified...so call me Human. Not a Man or a woman but one that shines so bright that the rainbows hides away in shamed . Lol. Cool right? But Its not at as it glitters. I watch him or her walk down the corridor, Swaying my heart along with the rhythm of his/her steps. Looking around, I find myself most qualified for the test, and so, I took up the challenge. I walked down to you and hit a conversation with you. I hoped that our conversation would lead to a sensational Commendation. O! how wrong was i to think so vain? Because, even the way you look at me, it makes me look around, to see  if indeed I am the only one in and around our world. But I know better, that I am not. you never gave a "no" and you never said "yes". You only left me hanging like a dry leave falling from a plantain tree, Helplessly waiting for the farmer, to pull it out since it has refuse...

Thank you can never be enough dearest one. Having you means I can daring to be everything: Haughty, gentle, fearful and spoiltful. Still your love has never worn out through it all. You've loved me without knowing, But have fought for it out like you knew it. Just as it is said, "Loving a sibling is just 'hard love'." Still, you made it look so natural. Natural to love, smile and care, even when hurting. Now, I being responsible would be better. Showing you my care, I promise to be better. To be better at pranking and yabing,  that's if it will make you smile again. To grow the worn out roots fading deep in your face. Those lines which have forgotten their real use, but Clouded with shadows hidden deep in the sides. Sighs. Deep i wish to move you to the light,  where your pains will  be brightened by the light. Making as light as a feather all the pains and regrets you feel of your loss. Keeping hope alive is to keep your smiles. Smiling your light...

You aren't real but i feel my fingers sinking deep into your face. Deep into those dimples that could stir any heart string? Yes you are indeed real but with a comfort that is unearthly. Cos, Who can drive away sorrows and pains just by smiling? Who can chase away loneness just by a How are you? Oh Hello! My light in the night, Would you be my knight for this life? not for the wars but for love? Not for the love of sex but to friends for life? I would love to make you smile because you deserve it. I would love to make you see cos you designed it. You designed joy with hard work. Your brush painted the colours with diligence. And so success sings your name with pride. Grace stalks your hands, like glue. And money stick on you like destiny. Such that you are never ashamed.

With you, I feel alive. Free for you my heart flows like the weave of the Ocean. Your love ingnites the beauty in my soul, like an unrealistic dream that is actually my reality. But it's all still a dream I want fufilled. Thinking how can it not be a dream when what I feel is only felt by me alone? I keep wondering.... Wondering why it hurts so much, Still, they say "Love is the most beautiful thing in the world"? Yet, This love is a proof of my pains.  Because of you, my heart feeble heart can be seen with scars, having broken too many times. I am so pitiful that evil heartless devil pity's my state. But what sense is left? Is it to keep standing up boldly to love, Or to remain down in defeath?

I want to leave this for someone out there. I know you feel alone and distraught. You wish for once someone could just see you, recognize your efforts and support your good course. Someone that will not leave you, even if its just this person that will remain, while the whole world turns against you. Someone whose voice is always echoing, " I am always here, I may not understand, but I believe in You". Dearest friend, You already have that person. I AM NOT TALKING ABOUT GOD. He is always with you. I am talking about that loyal physical person that you can always touch, feel and know you have a person occupying a space. That person is one that has always been and will always be with you. That person is You. You have you that has always stood by you, that can never leave you. You are a person too and you are your biggest support that will never fail. So when it feels like there is no one around, know you have you. Pat yourself on ...

I don't want to wait up till your death to say these words. I don't want to regret not telling you how I really feel about you or how you make me feel. I bless God always for the day you were born, the day you received Christ and sold yourself out for the word and Ministry. You are that man I would tag: "When a man gives himself wholly to the word and ministry, he leads/lives the word naturally as a mirror to others" To me, we have come a long way: -For all the joy you gave to me, -For all the ears you gave to my worries. -For the times i forgot my reality in Christ, you reminded me of them. -For all the patience you had to my pranks. -For the understanding you gave to my silliness, -For the things you taught me, For the companionship, comfort and friendship you gave, I am sincerely grateful dear brother. I call you brother unashamedly because you have indeed earned that place in my life these few years. Sometimes, I wondered the feeling of bei...