The initiation

On the eve of new year, i received a request from my old friend who indeed we had shared a childhood worth admiration. I could therefore not dissapoint since i owed him one. Tom was his name. In his childhood, he always cried and complained thatthis mom gave him a dogs name, but with time, he learnt to live with it. Apart from being a spendthrift, he also showed some roasty ideas and some were extremely ridiculous but some were quite incredible. As they said, birds of the same feathers flock together and so we graduated after pursuing a village-wonder course on medicine. Back in school, everone known me as a man of humour and that atracted me many friends. Tom and I were living in town where we planned a master party in reconnaissance with graduation.

We called our friends from far and close. The party had to be perfect. Everything was ready and intact. Drinks like wine, juice, tea, flavoured cinamon and ginger water, sodas and my best part was champagne. Food was abandunt:plain rice, pilau, mukimo and nyamachoma. In addition, snacks.. To cut my story short, Tom was a richkid. Money was not in the list of his issues .

After the DJ organised his system and jocked his thing, people started arriving. Patience pays because by noon, the room was full to the point of competing air. But that was solved by just buying a fanfto cool the room. Everyone was introduced and the all-mighty party started.

I loved champgne alot. So i did myself a favour and jailed a whole bottle. That, rejuvenated my vigour. It rained humour inimy mind. Jokes flowed in my veins. I turned to be a comedian soon. And that attracted very many attentions. I was nolonger in control of my mind. Fortunately, whatever came out of my mouth turned to be a hilarious joke to my audience. I made gestures until i started showing signs of tire. My happy audience lost interest. At that time, i almost had lost consciousness. I saw Tom wake up and brought me a drink. I could not even resist anything by then. Simutaneous sips and it was over. Then i felt as high as iniheaven. And then, my mind went crazy.

I opened my eyes and saw people running. I heard sirens of police cars approaching but i was feeling lazy to walk or open my eyes. Minutes later i found myself in the hospital. Surrounded by two police officers and a nurse. I was handcuffed. Six needles in my arm and the nurse talking to me but i could not hear a thing. What was going on in my mind was to run. Yes, run. But i tried raising my hands but they were paralysed. I knew i was now in trouble. The doctor came and injected me and everything opened up. I could feel, hear, talk or move. I tried to explain but noone was listening. I sat on the bed and thats when i realized Tom was bedridden all that time. What was Tom doing here? I must run. I jumped but fell on the floor and was hit hard in the head. I lost xonsciousness againa.

Upon waking up, i found myself lying on the floor at the party again. Thats when i realized i had been hallucinating all this time. I knew Tom gave me hard drug and that was the result. Like an angry bull, i forgot my friendship with him. Ran to him ready to blow his mind out. Whipped him severely until he gave a loud yell. People were attracted to this and it ended as fun. Insted of separating us, everyone started fighting everyone. For the girl, they screamed as loud as they couldc. Others were recording and others watchingw Outsiders came and were welcomed with blows and kicked. So, that was a wresting club for a moment until unkwown guy called the cops.

Their sirens alerted everyone. People ran away. But my friend and I were in the middle of the fight. There was no way on earth we would escape. And if we did, that was our househ everything that we had was there. We could only stay there likelhens waiting to be cooked. And the later happened. Police arrived and gave very many people whips and took us to their cell. Ideas on how to blame Tom were running continously in my mind.

When the OCS found us and asked us to explain our situation, i looked at Tom's innocent face and had pity on him. Insted of blaming him, i decided to narrate thetwhole saga without leaving a thing. The OCS listed keenlykand upon finishing, he laughed hysterically at us. Was he crazy? He looked at us and and said"kids". He then asked us to shake hands and go home and be good kids. Thats how we reunited with Tom. We went home and found everyone waiting for us to tell them what happened.