a HORRIBLE HORRIBLE experience

studente · Post by **studente** » Tue Mar 14, 2006 5:33 pm

I live in a world where life is simply fresh, beatiful, and simple. My friends are delightful, the wonderful campus I step into every day is exciting, my professors adore me, my classmates love me, my life is perfect. With a smile, a wink and a purse of the lips everything is at my fingertips.

Well this wonderful world of mine was horribly jarred. Last night I went to visit some one who happened to live in an absolutely unsavory and wretched neighbourhood. This woman is related to me (100,000 times removed, very very distant, hardly a relative) and I was dropping off some stuff for her (you don't have to know what -its actually none of your business). Anyway, she lived in this semi-dilapitated town house at the outskirts of town. The house and the entire neighbourhood exudes an aura of dreadful ghettoness. The moonlit lawn is covered by dirty grass, the houses are shabby, and the whole neighbourhood just smell dirty. As I stepped onto the walkway from the parking lot and approached the grimy door of the townhouse I had a clear view of a well lit living room (the livingroom window was located at the front of the house beside the front entrance). As I neared the house I could see the silhouette of the woman and her husband. They seemed to be in the middle of some sort of altercation-yelling, screaming, shouting and so on. I rolled my eyes at the unsavoriness of it all and composed myself before knocking.

Well the argument seemed to reach a horribe crescendo of yells and exclamations of "sharmuuto" and "nacas" when suddenly, shockingly and right before my eyes her husband slapped her. I gasped. A long silence. Then more horrifyingly the woman shrieked horribly and lashed back at her husband. He threw her off him and slapped her again, then again and again. Then he kicked her as she lay limp on the ground!! I began trembling at the sight of this horrific scene and hurriedly fumbled for my cell phone. oh my GOD my hands were trembling so horribly that I could barely get ahold of my Sony Ericsson. When I did finally get ahold of the phone and began pressing 911 the door flew open!!

It was a moment I shall never forget. I stood there my purse held to my chest and my knees shaking uncontrollably looking up at the large figure that towered over me. The man was TALL, looked like he weighed 300 pounds and wore a large, out of control beard. His eyes were frightfully large, his chest heaved with anger, and his pakistani style pants and shirt made the scene all the more bizarre. For the first time in my entire life I was at a total loss for words.

"what do you want !?!" he asked, in an icy, clearly hostile tone.

I quickly put back the phone and told him that I had come to drop off some stuff for heblo but if she's busy I'll be on my way. I spit this out in a 2 second breathless sentence. He paused, looked at me closely and laughed horrendously.

"studente ?!?!" he exclaimed. "Why how much you've grown! I knew your father ?! He and I go way back. Well in fact I used to work for him..." He stopped in mid sentence. "Well what kind of host am I to keep you standing there. Come in !!" He moved aside and gestured for me to enter.

I blinked. I glanced quickly through the window and saw no sign of my dear, beloved and very distant relative. I began to protest but then realized something. This was the perfect opportunity for me to see if my relative was alright, to get her out of the house and away from this miserable man. I changed my mind. I took two steps back and said I was late for something.
"For what ?"
When it comes to life and death situations I am a horrid liar."slaat" I burst out to my horrible dismay.
"nonsense you can pray here"
I was ushered through the door and what followed was the most mecabre, tragic, nighmarish visit of my life.

to be continued...

Samatr · Post by **Samatr** » Tue Mar 14, 2006 5:41 pm

[quote] man was TALL, looked like he weighed 300 pounds and wore a large[/quote]

This does not sound like your typical Somali--->300 pounds.
thats what she gets for f-king with non-Somali.

studente · Post by **studente** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 10:38 am

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 10:46 am

Are you reporting an incident or are you writing a short story??? It seems to me your intentions are ambivalent not to mention excessively verbose.A clear succinct, synopsis of the event would have been suffice---otherwise a good venue for this long poisonous verbosity of incoherent rant would have been suitabe in your own private journal--or in your case-- 'Diary'. Laughing

studente · Post by **studente** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:21 am

basra! you are so shockingly blissfully and so typically unbeknownst to you very ignorant. somalinet IS my online journal. and this was a REAL LIFE incident not a short story Rolling Eyes

my fear and anxiety were still fresh in my mind when I wrote this so you will have to excuuse my so called rant Embarassed

suga_n_spice · Post by **suga_n_spice** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:26 am

BALOO

whats the difference between talking to urself and writing to urself??
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!! Laughing

grow up princess!! Rolling Eyes

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:29 am

LOL@Studente

And......So ..you are excused. Very Happy

PETERCROUCH · Post by **PETERCROUCH** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:29 am

Plagiarism?

smells a bit fishy.

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:34 am

[quote="PETERCROUCH"]Plagiarism?

smells a bit fishy.[/quote]

Peter DONT flatter studente---if you mean this crap she inscribed while drunk worthy of a Plagiarism suspicion--You are devoutly mistaken. Laughing

studente · Post by **studente** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:38 am

loool.

basra calling me a drunk and my writing crap ?!?! How unladylike of her Laughing

I think I smell an all engulfing and trauma inducing stench of absolute and total jealousy. Embarassed

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:46 am

LOOOOOOOOOL@Studente

No sis i lofff u!! I can never be jeaalooss of u-- i want u to be your BEST. Be a great writer in your own private diary. Very Happy

PETERCROUCH · Post by **PETERCROUCH** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:03 pm

Studente and Basra just shag and get it over and done with.

spare everybody your cat fight.

studente · Post by **studente** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:16 pm

[quote="PETERCROUCH"]Studente and Basra just shag and get it over and done with.

spare everybody your cat fight.[/quote]

ewww! shag? isn't that the kind of word used by white trash and homosexual blacks ? Rolling Eyes

anyway, I will finish off my journal entry at a later time. when i've composed myself and can write clearly and succintly and ofcourse beutifully, lyrically, and awe inspiringly. Razz

Samatr · Post by **Samatr** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:21 pm

Ina Daahir ciyaarta badan waa lagu kufaa. Laughing

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:47 pm

LOL@Samatr

Waar Yuur! Laughing

What r u talking about? I have no idea what you are saying. LOOOL Laughing