You scratch my back I scratch your back

On the night the car left the bus stop, Mr fatman was seen scratching his body, I was sitting next to him, I worried why he was rubbing his head, knees and toes, I asked him " What's up?" but he just looks at me without saying anything.

I had to let it go, we were going on a bus to Lagos and it happens that it was the first time I was going to Lagos, they told us that we would arrive in Lagos very early in the morning, I was happy because I do not like to sit in a car for longer.

I fell asleep and by mistake I put my head on the body of Mr. Fatman, suddenly what I heard was a blow to my head, it was so painful, a kind of spiritual blow that I had not received before, I had to get up, immediately i got up, i ask why he hit my head, he replied that i snored a lot and he couldn't stand it, so he had to hit me to wake me up.

But me, I was taking him in confidence because when he was scratching his body here and there, I didn't say anything to make him feel bad, but I was trying to be helpful to him.

It didn't take long again, Mr Fatman started scratching his whole body, I pretended not to see him, he turned his back to me and told me to help him scratch but I pretended not to hear him, he yelled and asked me to scratch his back, I replied, "you scratch my back and I scratched your back" when I was snoring you didn't take it well with me but you hit me so hard I'm not going to do everything you said.

people who were traveling with us, none of them could help him or tell me to do it since I was next to him, I started to think what kind of people I travel with on the bus, my heart broke when Mr. Fatman yelled: then i couldn't take it any longer, so I had to scratch his back, because the short time it took me before scratching his back, made him to understand that he shouldn't have hit my head when I snore in my sleep.

What I didn't know was how the thing that bit Mr. Fatman on the bus landed on my body, we immediately arrived in Lagos around 6:45 AM, I was about to catch a bus that would take me to my cousin's house in Apapa, all I feel is a bite all over my body.

My cousin and I have been saying on the phone how he would treat me and how he would take me to good places when I arrived in Lagos, now I am in Lagos but an unknown bite is all over my body.

My cousin keeps checking on me if I've stopped complaining about the bite but seeing that I haven't, I don't know what led me to sit near mr fatman, who had transferred his unknown bite to my body.

My coming to Lagos now is not as planned, I have not been to good places as I thought I would, but I only received a hard bite from an unknown species.

"What is happening to me" I begin to think about what I have done to deserve this bite.