Alter Ego.

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I remembered a boy in my class named “Anu”,

The dude as I could remember was a deviant he didn’t believe in what most people called modesty.

He lived as he wished, and even though we were still in junior school and we were at least meant to be obedient,

He was the opposite. He had no friend, he needed no one, he was sufficient for himself and he believed in himself like most of us do in religion.

I remembered there was a time our health science teacher asked us to bring out our note to check how neat/rough our note was, this she said was a way to know those who had been reading.

I was scared and nervous as I would probably get spanked if she sees how clean my note was but fortunately she got to Anu first and she saw how clean the guy note was.

She asked aAnu why his note was like that, and he replied “It not my fault if you think my note needs to be rough to signify how hard I’ve been reading, it’s not my fault I love my stuffs arranged in a neat way and it sure as hell not my fault if you reason in a funny way”.

The whole class became silent and I swear we could hear the noise of silence in the class if there’s anything like that.

Anu never let curiosity go, he never nodded in affirmation if he doesn’t understand what our teachers try to make us understand, he asked questions when all the class member squints their eyes trying to get the teacher to leave the class.

There was a day we caught two female in our class involving in a sexual kind of act.

We were all irritated and we shamed them, they felt so ashamed I was sure they would prefer the earth open up and swallow them, they were crying and I could swear that was the first day Anu yelled at the whole class and told us to let them be.

He said we were all hypocrites and no one knew what we did when we were alone.. I recall he was right about that as I was still an addict to masturbation.

I didn’t love the dude, hell I despised him but now that I’m older and I understand that there’s more to life than I had always thought.

I decided to ask about him and probably check on him.

I checked our school photobook and I couldn’t find his name anywhere and it wasn’t surprising, I labelled the guy weird as he might have done it intentionally.

I moved on to facebook and search for him but still to no avail, I called one of my old friend and asked after Anu and he told me there was no such person named Anu in our set.