Naomi's+Parable

In a little village around a mountains waterfall in Peru, there was a voluptuous spinster which many single men desired. She had long curly hair that fell around the curves of her hips, butter pecan skin that glowed with such smoothness, crystal green eyes, and a very well and figured body that gave men a eye gazing moment every time she whisked by them. Her name was Noemi, Noemi Baradeska and she was every man’s dream.
 * OBSESSED **

One day while filling up her Hopi (clay jar) she carried on top of her head with water from the waterfall which crossed the path to the village, she was surprised by a man. This man was well built with fibrous muscles protruding the creases of his shirt making it visible for the eye to see, caramel skinned, about 6’2”, and dreamy ice blue eyes. He wonderingly came to her side and started to play with the water within her jug. She gave him a puzzling look, and when she did he just smiled in a submissive manner. He then played with a strand of her curly hair and looked in her eyes and started to ask her a series of questions. He introduced himself as Kikolai Malachi. She was startled at first but then started to feel a sense of ease with him and then remembered he was a man she had been desiring for quite some time to explode in her forlorn life among the village people. She realized that she had talked with him for too long now and it was time to go back to her home and get started on dinner, even though she wanted him to be in her presence longer. When she started to make her way back down the path towards her village, he called to her and asked to see her tomorrow night at the same place. She excitedly accepted and made her way back devotedly as ever. The thing was that she had no clue that he had followed her all the way home... That night while making dinner she heard a noise outside the window. At first she thought it was nothing but then she heard it again. When she opened the window to see what it was she saw something she was not expecting. It was a strand of her curly hair sitting on the window sill tied with a ribbon. At that point she became petrified and shut the window in a flash. She locked all her doors and closed all her curtains and finished what little cooking she had to do. She told herself it was nonsense and not to worry about the little things. Many children played with her hair, it just had to be one of them who accidently snipped it off and wanted to give it back to her. With that she finished her dinner, ate it, cleaned the remainder and headed off to her room. She turned the light on in her room and undressed quickly to get in the shower and relax, but she didn’t have a clue that Kikolai, the man she met earlier was the one who left her hair on the window sill and was now watching her silhouette throughout her room and within the shower. This was the beginning of an obsession and it was going to get worse by the minute. After her shower she dressed herself in her night clothes and fashionably got under her covers and went to sleep immediately after such a long day. Not knowing that the man she met earlier was outside watching her anxiously; he went around the house trying to find somewhere to break in. He finally found a window in which she had elapsed to lock and climbed in. He made his way to her room and watched her sleep throughout the night remaining. From time to time he would go beside her and whisper in her ear how much he loved her but she would never awake. In the morning she woke up frightened from a supposed dream she had in which a man was whispering things in her ear within her house that night and watching her sleep when it was all actually reality. Then she really did begin to panic when she looked at the pillow beside her and saw another snippet of her hair lying there with again another ribbon. She realized that her safety was in jeopardy and left as quickly as possible to get things ready for the day ahead of her. All day she was thinking of Kikolai who was so delectable to her and that would expectantly keep her safe from this mysterious stalker. She was greatly anticipating this moment with every minute that passed by, for she knew that she was falling in love with him.

Upon arriving at the watering hole she noticed something unmistakable from where she was standing. Sitting around the water hole was Kikolai with a lock of hair tied with a ribbon in his lap. From that moment on she knew that he was the intruder and suddenly her feelings towards him changed to be a frightful one. He was looking at her with a bloodcurdling smile that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She quickly turned around and started running hysterically but before she could make it from the waterfall he had already grabbed her from behind and threw her into the watering hole with great violence, hitting her head on the rock wall on the side. He began bellowing that she wasn’t going to get away from him, that he was the one for her and if he couldn’t have her, no one would. He made his way through the water and threw her on the shore and began to dishcloth her. She frantically began shrieking and calling for help when an abrupt blow hit the side of her cheek causing a whelp to form instantaneously. He continued to try and rape her not noticing that she was not all the way unconscious and was grabbing a rock adjacent to her. When he was about to so called “make love” to her as he was yelping, she struck him with the rock behind the head and he began to bleed profusely. Not realizing she had killed him with such force, she rolled him over to the other side of her and ran chaotically back to the village recklessly calling for help and for the sake that they would detain him from further endangering her life.

Lesson learned is that you can’t always trust everyone and sometimes **too much of anything**, even love, **can be a bad thing**, even if it’s instantaneously. 