In life, privacy is very important.
I am a type of person who enjoys my own company rather than with a crowd or in  a noisy environment.
In simple words,I love being alone.
I know that others might think that I'm a psychopath but it's what I love.
I love to be alone when I'm sad, depressed, angry or tired.
I love being comforted but comfort doest change the fact that whatever has happened has happened especially when the comfort is temporary.

There's this guy I've known since I was a kid.His name is Jeremiah.
We attended the same church,same teenage class,went to the same secondary school but we didn't really talk apart from the usual friendly greetings.
Jeremiah is a cute, fair, average height, type of guy with dip dimples.
Girls should know exactly what I'm talking about.
Jeremiah is quite the observant guy, captivating and very intelligent but guess what! I have never ever been attracted to him.
I just thought, oh!
Jerry is good looking and that's it.

I knew clearly that Jeremiah liked me since I was in primary school.Then,I was very focused on being the first in my class so, nothing could distract me ….no not even boys cause I was not seeing them.I was seeing my future as a Medical Doctor, specifically a Neuro surgeon with Benjamin Carson as my role model,I pictured leaving Nigeria right after secondary school,get married to a white rich man, have mixed kids and so on and so forth.
Things changed  because things change.

Jeremiah became close to my family eventually.I don't know how but he visits once in a while.
Jeremiah noticed somehow that I loved books,so he used that,to his advantage.
He would bring me novels just to get a chance to talk to me.
I knew exactly, what he was doing but smart me quietly played along.
Along the line,I began to hate Jeremiah.
Let me tell you why.

One day, after closing from church, Jerry stopped me on my way back home.
After exchanging pleasantries,he asked if I was doing okay and I said yes.
He went on to say I didn't look happy and bla bla bla.I knew very well that he was playing physiological tricks on me, yet,I fell for it.
He went on about how my parents are strict, how I'm broken, how a pretty girl like me should not go through emotional stress,etc.
I was quiet all along.
I listened to him spit out all the nonsense he thought he knows about me,my love life,my family and lastly,he knew that"I slapped my mum"the guy even went ahead to advise me.

After all of that,as if it was not enough,he said,"stop shouting".
"I don't understand, what's that supposed to mean?"
I asked.
"I heard, you broke up with your ex because you shouted at him".

Can this day get any better?
Really?
I don't even remember shouting at any body's son for goodness sake.
My boyfriend is not from the same state as I am whereas only a few people know about him plus we are still together but,I know exactly whom Jeremiah was talking about.There was a time I double dated, triple dated,quadruple dated if at all something like that exists.
It was messed up.Two were just for the record, while two,......I was confused.
That story is for another day.

After telling me the story of my life, Jeremiah confessed his feelings for me.
I was feeling angry beyond description.
Who does that?
Jeremiah apparently.
What am I supposed to do?to give him a trophy,or to be proud and happily say yes to being his girlfriend because he has single handedly decided to be my monitoring spirit?
No!, never would I want to associate with my worst nightmare.

"Please do me the favor of minding your business,stay away from my personal life, and please do not think that you can use the bad circumstances around my life to get close to me.If you don't mind,I'd like to take my leave".
I calmly said to him.

"I'm sorry if you are offended,I'm just trying to look out for you".
He replied.

"Look out for me?why, I don't remember asking for your help,I don't need your services so keep off".
I retorted.

"Are you angry?"
He asked.

"Am I supposed to be happy? What is there to be happy about?"

"I'm sorry".
He apologized.

"Sorry for what?"

"Please let me walk you home".
He offered.

"No thank you very much,I can walk myself home".
I replied before taking my leave.

He later followed me to give me some novels which I collected because,I was super bored at home.

I know exactly the type of guy Jeremiah is.
The type of guy who seems to care about you more than anyone,the type who uses your pain to his advantage, coming as a comforter in disguise,the type who goes around in the shadows to know/see everything about you just to show how much he knows you,to make you think he truly cares when he does not care at all.
This kind of people, want bad stuff to happen to you, just so,they can step into the picture.
They are willing to light the fire when the petroleum is ready.
He has failed.
Jeremiah thinks he knows everything  about me but the truth is,he knows nothing at all.

He wants to use me???? perhaps,he is the one who is gonna end up being used .
I'm Soo ready to play this game.

The game between I and Jeremiah is called "The water fall".

I will tell you why, eventually.For now, this is the Jeremiah around my sad life.