One day, my sister mentioned a friend of hers. She said this friend, named Fred, used to live in Ghana but had also relocated to the United Kingdom. My sister said Fred had asked for my phone number. You know those kinds of situations and what they usually mean, but I agreed anyway and told her she could share my number.
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Not long after that, I received a notification on my phone. It was Fred, texting me. I don’t know if I would call him persistent, but that’s the word I would use. Fred started calling me almost all the time. It was too much, if you ask me. One day he would say, “I like you.” The next day, “I like you.” And the day after, you guessed it, “I like you.”
Sometimes I got really angry because he called too much. Every time he called, he tried to act like a player, a bad boy, or whatever you call it. He always said naughty things. On video calls, he made me take off my wig, then told me to stand up so he could see my body shape. After that, he asked if I had big hips or a big butt. It made me feel very uncomfortable.
Let’s say I was sleeping and he called. If I told him I was sleeping, he still wanted me to talk and listen to him. It was so hard to deal with him.
Recently, I got very sick. I had a bad cold, the flu, and body pains everywhere. When I told him on the phone, he didn’t care or show any kindness. He just said he missed me and asked me to show him my room on video. I thought that was too much, because I was so tired and weak.
I was in the kitchen on the video call when he insisted I show him my room. It felt like he just wanted to see if I was rich or poor. This is a guy who was poor in Ghana and only just got the chance to go to the UK.
I told him I was tired and needed rest, but he said, “Don’t say you’re tired… keep talking to me.” He didn’t care that I was sick. In the end, I lied and said my aunt was calling me so I could stop the call and rest.
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Now my sickness is even worse. I can’t even walk properly, and the cold and flu are getting stronger. This boy hasn’t called to check on me at all. He hasn’t spoken to me since. But my friends are sending messages to wish me well.
My mom has spoken to him on the phone before, and she says he’s not a correct person. I think she’s right.
—Mimi
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