The passing ship
Just a single moment could be your luckiest experience
I had finally gotten admission to a university where I could be mixed up with boys because I attended an only girls high school. I had always said to myself “wouldn’t it be nice to be mixed up with boys in a school” but my school was more of a training institution.
It was exciting at first then reality hit me that I was going to be there locked up for five years going through another boarding school experience, like that wasn’t enough I had to cut my hair and even go through vigorous training but the fun part was I could finally experience love. I had a crush on a boy who I fell in love with the first time our eyes locked up together and he smiled, it was crazy like I had never felt that way before. The only issue was he never really came up to me to say or anything, even though we were in the same department. He only stared at me from a distance and smiled but God knows my heart was racing crazy. I kind of got tired of his creepy way of flirting with me and on the other hand I was a shy girl so I was waiting for him to say “Hy” but to my surprise he was way more shy than I was, so decided to become his friend but he was still not comfortable hanging around me so I decided to give him a distance which I think triggered some kind of attraction in him to get closer to me which i did not mind. we became very good friends hung out in the school cafeteria and all but we were never alone by any chance. Things got so exciting that we started dating but we kept it innocent. I noticed something really strange about him he had this intense cold stare which gave me chills anytime he got upset with me but I just shoved it away. I then started hearing rumors that he enjoyed joking about hurting people which was utterly disgusting to me because I wanted a man who is decent and not a creep. I confronted him about it but he kept insisting that I shouldn’t believe what people were saying about him, so I naively ignored it.
It was finally time for vacation and I was finally going to go home at same time spend some quality time with my boo but I still had this strange feeling in my stomach about him. So during the holiday he invited me over to his house because his parents were traveling and told me he was having a house party and it would be nice if i could come over. I was so excited because it was my very first house party so I dressed up in my best and went over. On getting there I found out that the party had not started yet but even though it was very late almost eleven pm and we were very few like six of us . I had to ask where the other people were but he said they were on their way so I decided to take a stroll outside to get some fresh air when I decided to call my sister to come pick me up because I was having stomach cramps, on answering my call, my boyfriend came with a drink and handed it to me but I was not really in the mood for but I collected it anyway and as I almost took a sip my sister was already parked in his driveway so I had to tell him I needed to go but he kept insisting I should wait that he’ll take me home but I insisted I wanted to leave because by now it was it was almost midnight and my father will literally kill me if he found out I was still out at that time. I hugged him good night and went home with my sister.
The following morning I woke up and did not see his missed call which was very strange. I called him but there was no answer several times so I decided to drive over to his place on getting there, I saw a police van and ambulances. I didn’t understand and went closer just for me to get there I saw people crying and saw medics rolling out bodies from my boyfriend’s house. I then overheard them saying that there was a party there the following night and the host had poisoned the drink. I was utterly confused and speechless because I knew how much my boyfriend insisted I should take the drink unfortunately he was the only survivor and was tracked down and arrested because he was on a run. I could hear people around me saying probably he killed everyone because he was in a cult or for money ritual but I was having this confused feeling because I knew I had just escaped death but so many innocent people lost their lives. Till now this has been a miracle for me. Thank God my sister came at the right time if not I would not have been able to write this story.
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