My mothers voice awoken the kids, while i stared at them with a glint of curiousity like, what were my mother's younger sister's kids doing on our bed. That was strange and could cause a big fight if their mother doesnt intervene.
Common get out of my bed. Mom shouted again, as she took few strives to the bed.
Aunty nooo. The youngest amongest them retorted holding the bed sheet tightly while her sibling shivered in fear.
Me noo. Am living becus of your mother, oya get out now. She held the elderst hand roughly, dragging him out of the bed. This gesture thus alerted the rest of the family since the kids were wailing and screaming.
Mummy, mummy. The elderst cried, clunching his hand on the door.
Fortunately for him, his mother aunt felicity by name showed up but, her face could tell she was angry, she didnt hide the death she was giving my mum. That was unlike her