When I was in 100 level, I lived with a lady I called my sister. People even thought we were related because of how close we were. She was in her final year then, and when she graduated, I took over the room and continued with the rent. I’m now in 300 level.

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Because of her business, she stayed a bit longer until my 200-level second semester. During her extended stay, she helped some girls who had just gained admission. She tried to get a hostel for them. Unfortunately, her plans didn’t work out, so the girls ended up staying with us and when she left, I kept hosting them.

These girls were very messy and acted like spoiled rich kids. I couldn’t correct them, even when they started bringing men into the room. One day, I got angry and started giving them attitude. Eventually, one of them left, leaving just one behind.

I told the remaining girl to look for a hostel and move out. I even helped her find the kind of place she wanted by linking her to an agent.

Before she moved, something personal happened to me—something only she knew because we were roommates. Not long after, I found out she had told all her friends about it.

One of the girls I usually attend tutorials with told me everything they were saying about me since June. I was hurt that my roommate made me the talk of the area but I didn’t confront her about it.

I owed her some noodles, so I texted her in September that she should come and collect them, along with something she had asked me to help her buy. Besides, I wanted her to collect her belongings that were still in my room. She said she wasn’t around, and that she had travelled to her sister’s place. I believed her until I was told by someone else that she had actually gone to her boyfriend’s place.

I wasn’t happy that she lied to me. I mean, apart from telling my business to her friends, she is a liar too? It made me angry.

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“It’s been months since you left your stuff at my place. Try and come for them before October.” I texted her.

Where her boyfriend lives is a four-hour drive from my place but she came all the way to collect her stuff when she got my message.

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I don’t know what she told the people around when she came to gather the items but everyone is treating me like a bad person. They say I shouldn’t have asked her to pack her stuff out of my place. I have heard some people call me wicked. They look at me funny when I’m walking on the streets.

Honestly, I don’t think I did anything wrong. I lived with her for nine months and never took anything from her. Despite all the ways she made me uncomfortable, I didn’t fight with her. She was the one who decided to make my personal issue a hot topic for her friends. So why am I the villain here?

I am trying my best not to be bothered but they are gradually making me feel bad about myself. Should I have let her keep using my place as a storage space for her stuff?

—Sarah

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