The Story Of Mikaella (pt.2)

I know y’all have been waiting impatiently for the concluding part of my post: The Story Of Mikaella (pt.1) . So lets just get down to it. THIS IS IT! 😀 I hope y’all find it worth the wait.


I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful. She had black, deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a perfectly chiselled nose and long black hair. Her eyes radiated kindness and love but there was a flicker of something in them. I thought I could detect a flicker of sadness.

Hi,lamide,” said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night….

It was a voice that I had waited to hear for so long.

Please sit down.
I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella,” I said, as I took my seat and gave her the roses I had bought for her.
Thanks, lamide.” she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses.
I knew she loved pink roses.
You are always welcome, Love.”
lamide, I can’t stay,” she said, sadness in her voice.
I really must go.”
But we just met, Mikaella. Can’t we talk a little longer?” I asked, pleadingly.
I really can’t. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you have shared with me. Thank you for everything, Lamide. I will never forget you. You will always be here in my heart.”

She was looking at me straight in the eyes and I could really feel the sadness in her voice. I swear there was something in her voice and those lovely yet lonely eyes. She got up and smiled at me lovingly.

Please come and visit me tomorrow morning.” she said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.

I read what was written on it and when I looked up, she was gone.

The following day on Christmas, I woke up early and got ready in excitement as I thought of her.

I went to a florist in a hurry and bought a dozen pink roses for her.

They lived in an exclusive subdivision, Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella. The guard stared at me with sadness and amazement in his eyes.

He told me to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I saw him going inside the house, I noticed that the house was brightly lit.

A woman came out of the house and walked towards me, smiling sadly.

“Hi, I’m Maria, Mikaella’s mother. Please come inside, lamide.

While we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew me very well – Mikaella talks about me often. I hardly understood what she was saying as I was busy wondering why was she crying while talking to me.

As we approached the great hall of the house, it dawned on me that there was a wake inside. I thought maybe a relative had passed away. However, deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.

As we entered the hall, there were many people silently mourning while others were praying.

I asked her mother, “Where is Mikaella?

She held my hand and silently led me to the coffin which was surrounded by flowers… The flowers were all pink roses.

No word could explain how I felt when I gazed into the coffin and saw who was lying there. It was the same beautiful girl I met yesterday… MIKAELLA!

A man came beside me and I knew he was Mikaella’s father.
We are so glad you came, Julius. Mikaella talked about you all the time. She even asked for her phone to be buried with her. She said that through this way, you could still send her messages and you would always be with her.”

I couldn’t believe everything… My mind was in limbo.

But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday.
That can’t possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been suffering from a heart disease since she was a child.” said her father.
But…” I couldn’t find the words to say.
She told us not to bother reaching you.” her mother said, still in tears.
She said that you will come and here.

Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her as I stared at her lovely face. I tried to memorize every line of my friend’s face, a face I knew I would never forget while I was still alive.

After going to the wake that afternoon, I went to the chapel she told me she went everyday. I sat there praying and crying to God.

I held my phone and typed,

U taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk som1; u shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing u didnt teach me & it hurts – u didnt teach me how 2 let u go. I Love You.

I sent the message  even though I knew she wouldn’t be able to hold her cellphone again, I knew in my heart she would get my message.

I didn’t expect a reply but my phone beeped seconds later.

I felt a shiver down my spine. The sender’s number did not appear on the screen but tears rolled down my cheeks as I read the message.

Let go of d hand of d person u love, but don’t let go of God’s hand. 4 if u hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d person u love in d other hand 2 let u hold each other again.”

I will never forget you Mikaella. I will never let you go…” I vowed to her and to myself as I left the chapel.

Mikaella brought out something in me  I never knew I had; I realized I could also be a romantic person… Even if it’s just through text messaging.

Keep me as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw away d key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me…

One day, she sent this message to me.

I replied, ‘In life, we seldom find a true prson & if u evr find 1, hold on & nvr let go… Value dat prson coz it’s a gift worth keeping & holdin on…

…………………………………………..THE END………………………………………………………….

So that’s it folks! 

What do you think about the story?

Was it worth the wait?

Drop your comments and let the world know.

SECONDARY SCHOOL: The End For Many Youths!!!
The Story Of Mikaella


  1. wow! U really wanna make me cry…. The story is interesting, educative and inspiring., I found it fascinating too, it’s worth the wait because it’s such a fabulous story. Olodo just keep the ball rolling I love it!!!!

  2. So so so sooooo sad. Gosh!!!! Was this close to crying ohh. And to think they’ld have made an extremely more than perfect couple 🙁 This story is just awesome. Bravo jor!! (Y)

  3. Gr8 piece, like D????? fact dat it doz not av A???? happy ending. Its really touching and encourages one to cherish every moment spent with loved ones.

  4. life is so short cherish wot & those u have,dn’t only give dem memorise that wld linger buh mk a change in dere r heart,d cnclusion was worth waitn 4

  5. Very nice story…I took note of some lines…”Smiling sadly” wow dts a 1st…2ndly her dad sed she died 3days ago and u met her d previous day :s…mayb twas her ghost :)…vrY nice Story tho..I was touched.

  6. Ds is so so touching… Ma tears jst filled a whole tank and its still overflowing… D story is inspirin and I learnt frm it lik serzly. Kudos

  7. very nice…it just shows hw much we individuals have 2 enjoii every minuite we spend with the person we love because life is too never knw whts gna happen tomoro..

  8. Omg! Eyes re so wet rite nau… Might just be because of my catarrh :'(. Love the story line even tho it dint end the way I hoped. Keep it up!

  9. Nice one! Like d fact dt it didn’t have a happy ending cliche. It taught me to learn to enjoy d time I spend with those I love.

  10. I would’ve cried, but I was in a bus. I didn’t wanna embarrass myself.
    I had fun reading, although it had a sad ending. 🙁
    Brilliant bro.

  11. Its touching and inspiring..teaching us to value those close to us and make sure we enjoy every minute we spend with them……..9ce story there by the way

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