“What is wrong with my daughter?” I heard my mum ask doctor Mike immediately he came out of my room. “Ehm… She has bellephobia” he replied the restless woman trying hard to withhold his chuckle, feigning a serious face.
“How come? What caused it?”
“Madam, easy” he quickly cut in, interrupting the numerous questions she still wanted to ask “maybe its some inherited cells in her gene, its rear. Don’t worry she would be alright, I would bring some drugs for her tomorrow” he added “thank you very much doctor, thank you. But is this how she would lay mutedly? Please check on her before you go” she pleaded.
“Bellephobia?!” I blurted out in a whisper but loud enough for him to hear me. “Yes bellephobia” he replied with and emotionless face “and that is wat I would continue to say till you reason like someone with authentic oblongata” he added and left the room almost immediately. “Nancy, what are you doing? Ure do….omed” I thought as the “doomed” continued to echoe in my head.
Mark was our family doctor, he has been our family doctor for 2years now. He was tall, chocolate skinned, handsome and with very high self esteem. Well, that is the way I would describe him maybe because I have always had a crush on him. The first time I told him how I felt he shunned me saying I was too young, maybe if am through with secondary school we would talk more.
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