MIND GAME PERHAPS?
I had walked into the classroom late as usual and I knew better than to go to the front seats. I had never been a fan of front seats as those seats were for the serious people in class or perhaps the bright ones. Sitting at the back seats are always comforting and my mischief could go unnoticed. We the noise makers loved the back seats the most. A couple of times, we would chip in costly jokes in class that may make the lecturer seek out the culprit to punish. Some other times, I was just after the attendance as I would need at least seventy-five per cent (75%) to qualify me for the examinations.
Today however felt unusual, it seemed a cold chill filled the classroom that sent a wave of sense of an impending doom down my spine. This lecturer was definitely new to the class but I could feel something strange and awkward about today’s class. The lecturer looked so familiar and it felt I was repeating his class. A vivid memory played in my head and I could remember seeing him in this same class. The topic seemed as though it was same topic he taught me before and his dressing I could bet my life upon was same as he wore at that moment. It all began to play in my head as I got attracted to his lecture and it was though I could predict his next words. My classmates all seemed to be part of the memory that played right before my eyes. It was at that moment I wondered if I was repeating the class due to my laziness but with a pinch to my skin to perhaps wake me up if I was dreaming only reassured me that I was fully awake.
This aura of familiarity sparked in me an omen of doom as fear gripped my heart sending it to a race without rhythm. I could recollect I had attended this same class and ended up failing the class. It came as a haunt to my present and a threat to my future what past played before me like a game. The topic of the lecture seemed irrelevant at this moment as all I desired was to end this scene that troubled me. This was a bad feeling and I could sell the world to rewrite the aftermath of this moment.
I felt I would lose against destiny if I allowed this weight of déjà vu crumble me and at that moment, I knew I had to fight against the mind game. If God or my mind was revealing or reminding me through this event what was soon to happen, my role would not be to succumb rather, to fight with all I had. The lecture ended and I dragged my numb feet to exit the classroom. At this point, I did not know if I should disclose this feeling to my friend. Perhaps he would laugh at me or call me a soothsayer.
I was not going to let the scene I just experienced dampen my morale. I knew I had an effort to make to right the scary history that played right before me.
We are not bound by the past but by the choices we make today.
Thank you for reading through.
