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  • My First Time (Episode 1)

    My First Time (Episode 1)

    My First Time Episode 1

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    🤷 My First Time Episode One:

    Tonia was a beautiful girl from a respectable Christian home. She lived a life that pleased God right from her childhood, she was always cautious of her lifestyle, she was still a virgin at 23.

    It’s been over 2 years since she left home for college to study medicine. Her mother’s last words to her before she left were “Tonia my daughter, live a life that would please God and keep yourself till marriage and don’t let any man take your pride away”. These words were her backbone and strength whenever she thought of slaking.

    Tonia kept herself all through year 1-2, but the story changed when she met Eric in her 3rd year. It was raining on that fateful day and she was stuck in class, waiting for the rain to stop before embarking on her journey home. While waiting, there was a restaurant opposite her class and Eric was seated with his friends eating and drinking.

    Eric was from an influential and rich family. He was known in school for living a lavish lifestyle and for also being a chronic womaniser. He was very handsome and girls fell in love for his enchanting charisma. He was the dream of every girl in school and beyond.

    As she waited for the rain to stop but it didn’t, she got into the rain, hastening her steps so she could get to her destination faster. Not minding her foot steps, she slipped on a slippery ground and fell drastically.

    Eric who was seated with his friends at the restaurant, quickly sighted her and ran to her aid. On getting there, Tonia was bleeding on her head so they had to quickly put her in his car and drove to a nearby hospital around their school.

    On getting to the hospital, she was admitted and Eric had to wait till she recovered since he didn’t know any family or friend or hers to contact. Around 5pm in the evening, Tonia opened her eyes to the sight of Eric.

    “Hey are you ok” he asked, “yeah I’m fine” she replied, please what happened and where am I?” She continued, “You fell so hard and was unconscious, so I had to rush you to the hospital” he said. “How much is the bill” she asked, “Don’t worry, it’s already cleared” he assured.

    Tonia thanked Eric for being a lifesaver and prepared to leave for her apartment. “I can give you a ride if you don’t mind” he said, “you have done much already and I wouldn’t want to stress you any further” she replied. “Ok take care” he said and left the hospital.

    As at that time, Tonia didn’t know who Eric was and what he was known for. She finally got home, took her bath and slept. The next day, Tonia had a test to write so she hurriedly did some revision before leaving for school. While at school, she looked out to see if she would catch a sight of the kind man that helped her yesterday. “I don’t even know his name” she said to herself.

    After the test, Tonia who was known to be a brilliant student, finished up early and left the hall. She was on her way home when she spotted Eric smoking with his friends at a hidden corner in the school.

    She was a bit shocked and hastened her steps so as to pass them unnoticed. “Hey!” She heard from a far, and quickly turned to see who it was. Eric had already sighted her and started walking closer. “Hi” she said calmly, “You are the girl from yesterday right?” He asked, “yes I am” she replied. “Hope you are ok now?” He continued, “I’m good” she replied. “Ok take care” he said and was about to leave and she stopped him by asking “please what’s your name?”, “I’m Eric and you” he asked, “I’m Tonia” she replied.

    As the atmosphere started becoming awkward, she broke the silence by asking him “do you know that smokers are liable to die young?”, Eric paused for a minute and then replied “yes I know but I don’t smoke all the time”. “But why do you smoke at all?” She asked and Eric gave her an amused look and finally replied by saying “Smoking gives me a kind of joy nobody can”. Tonia was a bit short of words and smiled before finally saying “you haven’t tried everyone, and I pray someday you find someone that would give you the kind of joy smoking can’t beat”.

    As Tonia walked away, Eric stood there dumbfounded as he watched her leave. “Who’s this girl? Why haven’t I seen her around school before? She isn’t smitten or intimidated by me” he thought to himself. As Eric walked back to his crew, he wasn’t interested in the weed they were smoking anyone as he couldn’t get his mind off Tonia. He kept asking himself “Who is she?”

    TO Be Continued

  • Cacophonous Melody (Episode 1)

    Cacophonous Melody (Episode 1)

    Cacophonous Melody Episode 1

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    👫 Cacophonous Melody Episode One: 💞

    🎵 Oh oh oh, the tales have remained untold, and the story unheard🎵 Tracy suddenly began to sing, arching her head in a way that suggested she was listening to someone to get the lyrics she was singing.

    🎵The world is watching, and the spirits are waiting. The things we do when no man is watching, is all but an open secret, because in the long run, we’re all going there 🎵 she continued to sing, her voice sounding very strange, those who knew her well enough, could tell that something was not just off about a bride singing with innuendos on her wedding day, but that she was sounding as if something else was singing through her vocal cords

    Some people began to exchange worried glances, others were shrugging their shoulders as they recalled that her lyrics were always weird, and only came on her marriage days, that never ended well, while another set of people, listened with rapt attention to see if they could grab a meaning from her songs.

    She continued to sing in her strange tone, and like before, she soon began to turn around in circles, looking everywhere as if in search of someone.

    “No! Wait for me!” she screamed and fell flat, losing consciousness immediately.

    “This can’t be happening again. Gods of our land! Who did we offend?” Stephanie, her mother lamented sorrowfully, wailing, as she rushed to her daughter’s sides, wishing she could just wake up and realize that it had only been a dream.

    She had become an object of mockery among the women folk, some people in the women’s forum had even suggested excommunicating her because of the shame and embàrrassment she and her daughter kept bringing the women folk, each time they gathered for a marriage ceremony.

    Stephanie held her daughter to herself, crying, but nobody seemed to care or make any attempt to help her; they all had angry or scared looks.

    Chief Scot, her father sat on his seat, shaking his legs vigorously and looking up at the sky with his hands folded across his chest.

    He was fighting hard to keep the tears that had already forced themselves to his eyelids, from falling, because as a Chief in his community, he knew what it meant to be found crying in an open place.

    But the pains of the shĂ me he was now feeling was too overwhelming for him to handle. Scot had begged his wife and daughter to save him this shĂ me, and his wife had acted as if he was a pessĂŽmist.

    “Are you seriously giving up on our daughter too? I don’t want to believe this honey. How can you suggest something as prepòsterous as asking my daughter to just begin to cohabit with a man who isn’t traditionally married to her, because you believe the crazy things people have been saying?

    “My daughter will get married, and no matter what you or anyone says, this time, there won’t be any problems, because wherever that voice is coming from, I will have it completely chained and bound before that day” his wife had said.

    Scot’s hands were tied, and he just couldn’t see himself fighting his wife’s and only daughter’s decision to have her traditionally married to the handsome young man that had refused to hear a thing about forgetting about Tracy.

    Bruce was from an entirely different ethnic group from Tracy. And he had met her when he was posted to her community for National Youth Service, a scheme that was created by the Nigerian government in a bid to reconstruct, reconcile and rebuild the country after the Nigerian Civil wĂ r.

    “Honey, do something! My daughter is dying” Stephanie cried inconsolably, but Scot’s mind was far away. He was several miles away from where they all sat, thinking of what he was going to do about the melody his daughter only sang at night, and when they had important occasions.

    At night, his daughter always woke up singing strange songs, and saying things that made them frightened. He had assumed like he was told, that after a while, those things will go away, but with each passing day, Tracy continued to manifest new levels of strange acts.

    While his wife was beckoning on him to help her, his mind was on the things his friends had advised him to do, so he didn’t even notice when Bruce walked past him.

    Bruce walked up to Tracy and her mum, and bent over her to give a helping hand, but his mother found her way to his sides in a flash, and gave him a rough pull.

    “What are you trying to do? Did you see anyone else around this girl and her mother? Did I not tell you that there was something eerily off about this girl?

    “If you do not want me to create a bigger scene here Bruce, come with me and your kinsmen now!” She told her son, but he hesitated for a few more seconds, and got the troubled mother screĂ ming so loudly, it appeared she wanted to have oesophagus tampered with.

    People started drifting out of Chief Scot’s compound as yet another marriage ceremony had ended in chaos.

    Chief Paulson got up and walked up to his long time friend, to express his sympathy before heading out.

    So many others didn’t bother to be so courteous, they strode out without looking back, feeling offended for having spent the time they would have spent on their farms, sitting in wait for a wedding that didn’t hold yet again.

    Women could be seen leaving in groups as they talked about how Stephanie had failed to take her daughter to the sacred Ozonge shrine for cleansing as demanded by the chief priest.

    “This is the last time I’d leave important things I’m doing at home to come here for a marriage ceremony we all know will not still end well” Geraldine the village women’s leader said emphatically as she walked on with Meg and Roselle.

    “But why has she failed to let Tracy stay with Ozonge the great herbalist for the stipulated time and rid the community of this embàrrassment we all have to face whenever a new suitor chose to take the risk of marrying her?” Roselle asked in bewilderment.

    “I heard she thinks Tracy is too beautiful and attractive to be left in the custody of a man for three market days” Meg said with an angry face. It was clear she despised Stephanie’s reasoning.

    “I mean what’s the use of her beauty and charm if all she brings is shame and embàrrassment whenever any man tries to perform marriage rites on her?” Meg lamented.

    “What annoys me the most is the fact that while other maidens in the village are waiting eagerly for just one suitor, she has suitors running around her, tripping on each other as they struggle to get her to accept a marriage proposal; a marriage ceremony they know will still end like other ones!” Geraldine fumed.

    “But, I know just what to do. This has to stop already! Stephanie must take her daughter to the sacred Ozonge shrine this time. The young men in the village must see her married off so they can choose from the other eligible maidens” she concluded as they reached the great cherry tree, the entrance to her house.

    The women bade each other farewell and dispersed, each moving towards her house.

    The village was agog with the news of Tracy’s failed marriage yet again. While some concluded she must be an ogbanje, some felt her parents must have offended the gods of the land, yet another group felt she was destined to be married to the gods. In all, they “knew” she was a cursed child

    TO Be Continued

  • My Husband’s Dark Request (Episode 1)

    My Husband’s Dark Request (Episode 1)

    My Husband’s Dark Request Episode 1

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    🧏 My Husband’s Dark Request Episode One:

    “Sorry, the test was negative.” The family doctor, Mr. Charles told me and my heart sank. Muttering a thank you in a sullen tone, I rose and exited the office. I had mistook some signs to be symptoms of pregnancy but I was wrong. I really wanted to get pregnant. In fact, I would do just about anything to get pregnant.

    Although my husband was a wreck in bed and barely satisfied my sexual needs but my yearning for a child of my own overshadowed his flaw. I didn’t care if I reached my orgasm or not or if he simply went into him and ejaculated after a few thrusts, leaving me unsatisfied and empty, what mattered to me now more than life itself was being a mother.

    We have been married for six years and our courtship had been sex-free. Not that any of us was a virgin but I had sworn myself to celibacy and had been surprised and glad when God had brought my way a man who stated that no sex until marriage, but little did I know that it was not due to a religious beliefs but simply because he never wanted me to discover how terrible he was in satisfying a woman. No foreplay, no dirty words, just spread my thighs, let himself in and in less than two minutes, he was done, rolling off to turn his back to me and then you hear him snoring away leaving me sad, angry, unsatisfied and depressed.

    On our first year, I had hoped that I would conceive within months but nothing happened. I made frequent visits to the hospital for checkups but my husband never agreed to follow me no matter what. He was told me that he was fine and I must be the one with the problem. The pressure from our families were mounting, especially from his mum who would call me almost every month to find out if I had conceived.

    The society too wouldn’t give me a breathing space and soon people began to conclude that I was barren and I must have fucked up my womb while I was in college from excessive drug use or series of abortions. But that was not true. I have never aborted before nor abuse any drug but people will say what they believed anyway and other women including some of my friends seized opportunities to indirectly remind me of my childlessness.

    I prayed. I cried. I fasted. I begged God for a solution but the answers weren’t forthcoming not until. I overheard my husband on the phone and realized that his mother had been pressuring him into getting a second wife. His friends were also secretly advising him to get a random girl pregnant since he married a ‘man’ for a wife. I was helpless. I was at the verge of losing my marriage soon.

    One certain day, I decided to do a full and thorough clean up of the house and that was when I discovered a folded paper in the inner pocket of one of my husband’s old suit. I took it out and much to my chagrin realized that he had gone on a test without telling me and was diagnosed of low sperm count. So he was the one at fault all along and yet, people pointed fingers at me!

    I stalked into the sitting room to confront him and he began to pleas and cry. He begged me not to divorce him and that he didn’t tell me before we married because he was afraid to lose me, but yet, I suffered accusations upon accusations while my husband who was the real culprit remained unscathed. I was furious.

    I wanted to scream! Why would he leave me in the dark for so long and let me go through emotional torture on a matter that I was innocent about?! He told me that if I left him and even if he remarried and still could not get his other wife pregnant, people would surely know for sure that the fault was his in the first place and he didn’t want to become a laughing stock.

    Fuming, I sat down and he came to me and told me that he wanted to ask for a favour and that he would have asked a long time ago but he didn’t know how to present it. And then my husband said that I could go out and her pregnant and he would happily father the child.

    I was stunned but seeing the look on my face, he added, perhaps trying to tempt me: “I know you still have little feelings for your ex. If it has to be him, I wouldn’t mind, just don’t tell me when you eventually sleep with him, all I need to know is when you conceive.”

    I couldn’t believe my ears. To say that I was shocked was an understamemt. “I will never do such a thing!” I bluntly told him.

    He remained pensively quiet for a while then asked: “What about Jude?”

    I gave him a look. “What about Jude?” I asked. Jude was his best friend.

    “Do you…um…” he cleared his throat. “…um…do it with him? I trust him more and his health status is sound.”

    “What!” I flared, jolting up to my feet. “You are asking me to sleep with your best friend in order to get pregnant?!”

    He slowly rose up with a guilty look. “I know you’d very much like that we adopt but giving birth to a baby will convince people better. Nobody has to know. It will be strictly kept between the three of us, please Maureen.” He implored.

    “I can’t do it and I won’t do it!” I said and stomped away.

    TO Be Continued

  • Sold To A Gang Leader – Season 2 (Episode 1)

    Sold To A Gang Leader – Season 2 (Episode 1)

    Sold To A Gang Leader Season 2 Episode 1

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    🙅 Sold To A Gang Leader Season 2 Episode One: 💕
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    He Owns Her 🧡

    (I Don’t Wanna Die) 🤦

    SEASON TWO: ⭐⭐

    🧡 WRITER’S POV 🧡

    The fear in Shawna’s heart increased.

    What? What happened to him? Hope he is not dead? She thought fearfully as she touched him.

    She tried raising his head up but couldn’t, he was way too heavy for her to handle.

    She quickly got down from the car and turned to open his door, she opened the door and continued trying her best to probably bring him back to life.

    Just then Matthew arrived with his car, he parked and came down to see Shawna trying her best on Dillion.

    “Let me” he said and handed a box with him to Shawna and she collected it from him.

    “Why didn’t you come straight to the hospital?” Matthew groaned as he pulled him out of the car.

    “Damn!! You are so heavy” Matthew said trying to make the unconscious Dillion stand on his feet but it didn’t work.

    Matthew breathed out feeling exhausted.

    “Go in and call the guards for me” he said to Shawna who nodded and walked to the huge gate and knocked on it. It got opened by a very huge guard who has a straight and mean look on.

    “Who are you?” He groaned out as if Shawna was the cause of all his problems.

    “Um….I am” she pointed at the car for the guard to see Matthew.

    “Hey come over Biggie” Matthew shouted from where he was.

    Biggie immediately ran towards the car and helped in carrying Dillion out.

    It scared Shawna, the feeling that he might be dead started bringing tears to her eyes.

    No! Please, let him stay alive. I don’t want him dead, she cried inwardly as she followed Biggie and Matthew into his house.

    Matthew asked Biggie to take Dillion to the guest room and Biggie did. Biggie laid him there and left afterwards.

    “Okay let’s see” Matthew said taking a sit beside Dillion on the bed.

    Shawna stood at the other side of the bed, her eyes fixed on Dillion, tears still pouring out from her eyes.

    Matthew untied the cloth around his shoulder and inspected the injury.

    He brought out the necessary instrument needed to treat him after inspecting the wound. He treated him and due to the fact that Dillion had lost a lot of Dillion, he called the hospital and ordered for Dillion’s particular blood type be brought.

    Matthew doesn’t need for payment to be made first, he knows that no matter what happens. Dillion will surely recover and all the payments and more will be paid so he did everything that should be done for him and now Dillion is laying on the bed sleeping.

    Matthew breathed out in relief,he is finally done with Dillion.

    He stared up at Shawna who has been crying for about four hours, he shook his head.

    Isn’t she tired of shedding tears? He thought.

    “Hey, Shawna” he called and she looked at him.

    “Come with me, he needs his space. Shouldn’t you also be resting? You had a surgery done on you two three days ago” Matthew said walking out of the guest room.

    Shawna wiped the tears off her face and followed Matthew out.

    “I’m okay” she answered simply as she followed him.

    “Really? You must have been scared, you also need to rest. Dillion won’t wake up till tomorrow, why don’t you make use of the other guest room for now?” He inquired.

    Shawna bowed her head in thought.

    Should she stay here? Of course she can’t leave Dillion all by himself here. That will be cruel of her.

    “Um..okay sir” Shawna stared up and said.

    “Yeah, the room is just beside the room Dillion is in, that one” Matthew pointed out to her and she nodded and made to leave but he stopped her.

    “Um…I can’t let you stay like this either, you are covered in blood. You need a shower, a new pair cloth and you also need food before a good sleep” Matthew said making her stare at him.

    “Hmm… luckily few of my sister’s clothes are still here and I think it will fix you, not exactly but it’s manageable, follow me. Let’s get it” Matthew beckoned and started climbing the stairs.

    With her gaze on the floor, she followed him till he stopped at a room. She waited for him to go in and he did, after few minutes of waiting, he came out with a shirt and a short.

    “This will do” he handed it to her.

    She bowed her head slightly in thanks before she left.

    At that moment, talking was the last thing she wanna do.

    She went back to the second guest room and had her bath, then came out afterwards putting on the dress Matthew handed to her.

    She was taken to the dinning table by one of the maids there.

    She sat down and started eating what was offered to her, shortly, Matthew joined her on the table.

    He wasn’t eating, he just watched her eat to her fill. There were a lot of questions for him to ask.

    For example WHO THE HELL SHOT DILLION?

    He waited for her to finish eating and when she was done he started with his questions.

    “What the hell happened? Why was Dillion shot?” Matthew asked her.

    Shawna stared at him wondering if it was okay to answer that question but she decided to answer it in a simple way.

    “He got shot trying to save me” she answered.

    “You were abducted?” He asked again.

    “Yes” she answered.

    Matthew relaxed back on his sit and watched her closely for a while.

    “You must have been really scared, huh!?” He asked.

    “Yes, I was really scared” Shawna replied truthfully.

    “What were you really scared of? Of the fact that you got abducted or of the fact Dillion is in that condition?” His question made her dumbfounded.

    “Bot..both” she whispered out a reply after some thinking.

    “Which one were you more scared of? The first of second?” Matthew asked again.

    “The second” Shawna replied truthfully.

    Matthew sighed.

    “Who are you to him?” He went on and asked.

    Shawna didn’t reply this one, she couldn’t.

    “You have feelings for him, don’t you?” He asked this one, it made her more confused.

    How is that even possible? Am I not asking for death by possibly liking him? She thought.

    “No! There is no way I like him” she replied him firmly.

    TO Be Continued

  • Heart For Two (Episode 1)

    Heart For Two (Episode 1)

    Heart For Two Episode 1

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    👫 Heart For Two Episode One: 💞

    I layed on the bed exhausted from the days activities. Those good for nothing guys bullied me again taking my transport fare away from me that I had to trek home.

    It’s getting unbearable for me. I can’t take it anymore. I attended a public school here in lagos and you know lagos is a city for the wise not for the fools. I was a very or should I say a chronic shy guy who is even afraid talking with his fellow guy.

    I told my parents I wanted to attend a private school where I would have my peace, but they declined saying that they don’t want to spend much money. That when I get to higher institution expenses would be much on them. I had no choice but to comply.

    Everyday in school if I don’t get bullied. I will get beaten up or my valuables would be taken from me. Why am I like this why can’t I be bold like everyone else, am really tired.

    Sometimes I would think why did God made me this way, maybe he has his reasons. I stoop up and went to prepare dinner for myself. I live alone in a self-contained apartment. My school is far from home so my parents don’t want me going and coming so they rented it for me.

    When I was done making dinner for myself I checked the time and it was 7:30pm. “I have to eat now.” I said out loud. I ate my plate of jollof rice and egg and supported it with a cup of water. I took the plates to the kitchen and washed them. I went into my room and took my phone. Let me while away time by watching movies online at least I had nothing to do.

    I was still watching a movie when I heard a loud banging on my door. I wasn’t living with anyone or was I expecting someone. I looked at the time and discovered it was 10:00pm. In our area no one is allowed to be outside at that time, because dangerous things happen. The banging continued and I heard a voice “help me, pls help me. Open the door pls.” It was a female voice. I just stood at the door trembling and also fighting with my mind.

    TO Be Continued

  • Mr. Sabinus And His Wife (Episode 1)

    Mr. Sabinus And His Wife (Episode 1)

    Mr Sabinus And His Wife Episode 1

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    👫 Mr Sabinus And His Wife Episode One: 💞

    🧡 Pregnancy Wahala🤰

    “Baby, l want to eat roasted egg and chicken 🐓 ooh”, NGozi said as she sat on a chair gently.

    She’s 7 months pregnant, she’s short and fair.
    “Ohoooo….darling, don’t start again please, don’t start biko”, sabinus pleaded.
    “Where on earth do you expect to get roasted egg and chicken from ennh.

    The other day you said you want to eat Ghana jollof and akwa ibom bread, it took me alot of money and stress to get it. Now you are requesting for roasted egg and chicken 🐓
    Chicken l know, which one be roasted egg again… Haaah!, Sabinus said.

    “Uuummmh, so you don’t want to buy it for me”, ngonzi said crying.

    “Haaah! Darling, l don’t know where to get it nah”, Sabinus said slowly as he hold his wife.
    “Babe don’t cry nah, You know is not good for your condition”, Sabinus added.

    “Huumm… I know You don’t love me any more”, ngonzi said still crying.

    “You know l love you my darling, okay, l will get it for you”, Sabinus said.

    “If you don’t get for me before 2pm l will commit suicide”, ngonzi threatened

    “Nooo… Nah, why will you say something like that nah.

    I going out now to get it for you, anything for you my darling”, Sabinus added as he put on his trouser.

    “Darling, let me go and buy it okay, please l use God beg you don’t do anything stupid please”, Sabinus said as he was about to walk away.
    “Ummmh… You are calling me stupid”, ngonzi said

    “Chineke… Noooh… I only said you

    Should not try anything stupid, darling please wipe your tears nah biko, am on my way to get your roasted egg and chicken”, Sabinus said as he walk away.

    “Chaiiii…if l know say na… like this marriage be l for don go collect form for reverend father oooh… Chaiiii… Who send me… Nobody….person pikin just wake up from bed say na roasted egg E wan chop”, Sabinus complain as he was walking on the road.

    TO Be Continued

  • In Love With A Water God (Episode 1)

    In Love With A Water God (Episode 1)

    In Love With A Water God Episode 1

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    👫 In Love With A Water God Episode One:
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    ❣️ (She Is My Only Cure) ❣️
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    🧡 CASSIE’S POV 🧡

    I woke up due to the morning sun that flashed in my eyes,I stood up feeling stress,I look at the clock and my eyes almost bulb out, gosh am going to be late, today is my first day at work.
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    I rushed and bath then prepare myself,I didn’t even bother to take my breakfast,I wore a white t shirt and wore a nice skirt that brought out my hips,then I put on my high heels and pack my hair in a ponytail style,I don’t like make up so I didn’t bother apply it on my face.
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    Oh my goodness!this is my first time working as a secretary since they sack me from my former work.

    I board a cab taking me straight to the company.

    I reached my destination and paid the cab.

    I looked at my watch and see that I was already late.i started running 🏃🏃🏃so that I will catch up on time.
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    I went inside my office and met our boss good morning sir! I greeted and why are you late by this time,he said and turned to face me.
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    Damn it! I was lost in my thoughts ,he looked so handsome,I have seen handsome guys but damn they are not as handsome as he is,he is of high class.

    Hey! are you done drooling he said bring me out of my throught.
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    Hmmm! am not drooling at you i was just remembering something I said lying.
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    What ever …… get back to your work before you get force he said.
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    Arrogant boss I scoffed what did you just say he asked?i said okay sir.
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    TO Be Continued

  • My Life In Campus (Episode 1)

    My Life In Campus (Episode 1)

    My Life In Campus Episode 1

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    🧏💞 My Life In Campus Episode One:

    It was on a sunny Tuesday afternoon, I sat
    down at the quadrangle thinking on how to go
    about with Dr Longe’s assignment. Dr Longe
    is my literature lecturer. He is bronze in
    complexion and diminutive. He is baldheaded
    but he wears cap nine times out of ten
    because he dresses in ankara (a yoruba native
    attire). He lectures the 300 level students.
    I have been thinking so deeply for minutes but
    the idea was still bleak.
    “Eureka!” I shouted on the spur of the
    moment.

    Everyone around sitted at the quadrangle
    looked at me astonished.
    “The guy is drunk.” Some shu-shued to
    themselves “He is so high on igbo(weed)”
    Some chuckled; concealing their mouth with
    their hand. I was so engulfed in joy that I
    finally got the idea to my assignment, so I
    wasn’t really perturbed about their jests.

    I rushed to a proximate lecture room to write
    down the idea I got. I smirked and
    immediately started writing.
    After spending days and nights working on Dr
    Longe’s assignment, I finally finished. It was
    late already for me to proceed back to my hall
    of residence so I decided to sleep in the
    lecture room where I just completed my
    assignment. I layed down on a long bench,
    and kept my books on the table in front of me.

    I last remembered it was 2:14a.m. before I
    dozed off. I didn’t really enjoy my sleep
    because, the army of mosquitoes that
    attacked me were more or less like the boko-
    haram sect in action. They made lot of
    annoying sounds that made me slap myself
    every single minute. I was so beleaguered by
    these vermin so I decided to sit up and
    crosscheck my assignment which I wrote in a
    foolscap sheet.

    While scanning, I fell asleep
    again; nature cannot be cheated, so I placed
    my ever nodding head to rest on the table. It
    was a nice sleep. The mosquitoes have
    retreated. I was so comfortable, exchanging
    my hands simultaneously from under my
    resting head. I began to snore. I snored very
    loud, just as loud as a locomotive train. I
    disturbed other reading students in the room.

    They were all grumbling and mumbling at my
    unpleasant sound. No one could dare wake
    me up or dare touch me because I look fierce
    and huge. The students started leaving the
    room because the enviroment was becoming
    bright. They all left me still sleeping;
    punishment for disturbing them. I was later
    tapped by a security personnel. I didn’t really
    feel being tapped so I change my sleeping
    position.

    He has no time for nonsense so he
    decided to give me a slap that got my
    sleepyhead back on track. I woke up confused.
    I was bolted from the blue when I didn’t see
    other students in the room. I swiftly wanted to
    arrange my books when I noticed my
    assignment is gone. I had drooled all over my
    assignment paper and my unremitting hand
    movement over it made it look like a papier-
    mache material.

    “Won’t you go to your hall?” the security man
    asked with a commanding tone.
    I frowned at him with one corner of my left
    eye, because my 30marks is just lying useless
    in front of me; Dr Longe’s assignment is his
    test. The security man respected his old self
    and walked away because I could daze him in
    a jiffy. I really don’t know what to do at that
    very moment.

    I don’t have much time to write
    another assignment and I can’t afford to
    forfeit 30marks, I thought to myself. The best
    option was to filch someone’s assignment. It
    was already 7:19 a.m. I hurriedly set out for
    my hall.

    Dr Longe’s lecture is for 8:00a.m. I have less
    than an hour to be prepared and get my
    filching mission executed. I got to my hall
    with the plan of just brushing my teeth and
    combing my hair; bathing was never an option
    if I really wanted to accomplish all I had in
    mind. While I was brushing, I tried all I could
    to silence the soft dissenting voice that kept
    playing over and over again in my brain.

    Although am an exco in my church fellowship,
    but never will I let that interfare in my
    academics. I will beg for forgiveness afterall, I
    smiled as I thought to myself. I set off for my
    mission. On my way I diverged to meet Bayo,
    my buddy, at the cafeteria whom I explained
    my intentions to.

    He succumb so easily
    because I bought him a bottle of maltina to
    step down the beans and bread he was
    gobbling. Our plan was well arranged before
    we arrived at the lecture room.
    It was 7:47a.m. when we entered. Everywhere
    was raucous; guys arguing loudly about the
    soccer match that was played yesterday, some
    girls were jealously gisting about the current
    Miss Nigeria; why it should or shouldn’t be
    her that won.

    Me and Bayo were sitted at the
    back of the lecture room looking all around
    like primary school pupils attempting to cross
    an express road. After meticulously searching
    for our prey, we finally found one, Sade. Sade
    is a busybody, she was busy jumping from one
    gisting group to the other. While she was away
    from her sit, Bayo made the move according
    to plan.

    He went straight to meet Sade to
    distract her away from her sitting position
    while I ransack her bag for her assignment.
    Bayo is a cute guy; girls in my class trips for
    him, so that gave him an edge to arrest
    Sade’s interest. Oh my! Sade’s bag gave me
    arduous time to open. I was so struggling
    with the zip of her bag that I obliviously
    began to sweat.

    The sweat that kept dripping
    because of fear of been caught in the act. Zip!
    It finally opened. Thank God, I almost said.
    Sade was no longer interested in all Bayo
    have to say again because Dr Longe would
    soon come in. I raised my head to see Bayo
    trying his last chance by pulling her back as
    she turned to come to her sit. My hand was
    shaking while I buried my head back to
    continue searching.

    Bayo kept trying to ignite
    the fire of a romantic gist they were having
    while Sade fumed at every bit of it.
    “Good Morning Sir!” some students greeted.
    I raised my head up quickly only to see Sade
    looking at me shocked….

    TO Be Continued

  • Billionaire’s Baby Mama (Episode 1)

    Billionaire’s Baby Mama (Episode 1)

    Billionaire’s Baby Mama Episode 1

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    🧑‍🍼 Billionaire’s Baby Mama Episode One:

    Alison ran out of the church to the car park,her wedding dress trailing after her
    She headed straight for her car,ignoring her mom and sister,who was trying to catch up with her
    She stared in disgust at the decorations on the car
    and proceeded to tear everything off Her mom caught her hand
    “That’s enough,dear”she said”he’s not worth it” “Let go of me mom”Alison said,her voice breaking as he jerked her arm off and started the car
    Her mom and sister watched her go

    “She’ll be fine” Julie said as she gently ushered mrs Kent inside
    Alison drove like a mad woman,nearly blinded by
    her tears.
    She didn’t know where she was going but she still plodded on
    4years
    4years of love and devotion to josh Emerson,but he took her heart and smashed it to pieces with a few measly words.
    “Alison,it was fun.Now I gotta run with a real woman”
    He had been cheating on her all over,with her best
    friend,Mitchelle sanders.

    She wished they both rot in hell
    It was nightfall when she stopped outside the twilight bar,her makeup running down in streakson herface
    She watched people,breezed in and out of the bar,then got off and went inside,her dresstrailing afterher
    She slipped on a stool and the bartender stared in astonishment
    “I’ll have bloody Mary”she said, “a bottle”

    Alison had never drank anything stronger thantea but she figured the occasion called forit
    Within minutes she was drunk as a skunk and started dancing wantonly to the music played atthe bar as the patrons stared inamazement
    A bride dancing in a bar

    “Yea!”she yelled as she twirled,missed her footand stumbled into a hard surface which happened to be someone’slap
    She rested contentedly on muscled chest because everything felt right.Slowly her face was raised and she raised her drunken eyes to meet whiskey coloured eyes,hair black as sin and a slow grin forming at the mouth
    She was mesmerized and said the first words that came to her mind
    “You are sexy”

    TO Be Continued

  • In Love With My Enemy (Episode 1)

    In Love With My Enemy (Episode 1)

    In Love With My Enemy Episode 1

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    👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 In Love With My Enemy Episode One:
    .
    👫 Nothing Can Stop Me From Loving You 🧡

    🧡 NATASHA’S POV 🧡

    “Oh come on Tasha…. It’s just a dare and nothing more” Ella nudged me.I know but you know I can’t… I really regret playing the game with you guys” I cried out.

    “It’s not even that bitter,,, just four glasses of vodka that’s the dare” Nica added as I shrugged.

    “But you know I can’t do it….. I don’t take alcohol cause I can’t stand it” I refused bluntly.

    “I told you guys that Tasha is just a baby have you forgotten? She can’t fit into the game” Ella teased me.

    “This is a school prom for crying out loud and not any form of town fiesta where you get drunk all in the name of fun” I snapped.

    “You can’t be in the gang anymore Tasha…. Just look the guys fromanother school are getting their dares perfectly and now you are gonna make us loose the game if you don’t do what you are dared to” Ella replied in annoyance.

    “Why should I do what I was dared to do? You girls know I can’t stand the alcohol percentage in that bottle of vodka” I cried out.

    “Then Tasha… You’re out!” Nica grinned wickedly at me.

    She have always hated me for no just reason or should I say she’s always pestering me.

    “Fine…. Am game” I said shooting Ella a disdainful glare.

    “That’s my girl!” Nica danced as I walked towards the table.My heart skipped a beat and raced so fast.

    I have to do the dare else they might all consider me a coward.

    I uncorked the bottle of vodka and filled it into a glass.

    “Natasha…. Tasha….. Tasha …. Go girl” They cheered me as I emptied the glass of vodka into my mouth.

    I filled the second and then the third before the fourth and I drank all of them.

    They applauded me.

    But then my head was hurting so badly already and I felt my head spinning around.

    I managed to sit down with my handon my forehead.

    I’ll introduce myself first….

    Am Natasha Sterry…. Am twenty years old and am a scholar in the biggest college in town.

    Prestige college….

    And the only daughter of a Minister so am from a very wealthy family.

    Tonight we are having a school prom.

    I think this should be all cos my head is really hurting.

    ******Few moments later******

    I was already dead drunk and staggered up and down.

    “Tasha what happened to you?” Vera my bosom friend asked as she walked in.

    Actually she wasn’t there when I was asked to drink the vodka.

    “More bottles Vera…. I need more” I kept misbehaving.

    She gasped as she covered her mouth with her palms in shock.

    “Natasha don’t tell me you took alcohol” She asked.

    “It was a dare Vera…. I had no choice and now I want more…” I staggered.

    “You know you can’t take alcohol right? Don’t you know the dangers of what you have done?…. You are a Minister’s daughter and your family’s reputation is at stake” She worried.Let’s go dance Vera…. Let’s go to the platform” I staggered up as she held me down.

    “No Natasha… You can’t do that in this condition,,,, do you want your dad to be humiliated? Sit here and I will go get the driver so that he can help me carry to the car cos we have to go home before you cause a scene here”Vera said as she walked away.

    I belched noisily as I staggered up.

    I was pressed and I needed to urinate.

    I headed to the restroom.

    I walked in and due to the heels and with the help of the alcohol,,,, I fell on the ground.

    “Hey lady…..” I heard someone say.Who are you?” I laughed crazily as he too who was drunk tried helping me up but we ended up falling again on each other and burst into laughter.

    I belched and threw up right in his face.

    “Ew….. Gross” He laughed as we shared a laugh.

    Even in my drunk state,,,, I still found out the strange guy is extremely handsome.

    “You…. You are beautiful” He said as I laughed again.

    “You too” I replied with a crazy smile.

    Our lips drew closer and met hungrily…..

      <strong>🧡 VER'S POV: 🧡</strong>

    Mr Ben please you have to help me carry Natasha back to her house…. She’s dead drunk” I pleaded with Natasha’s driver.

    “Okay ma’am…. Let’s go” Mr Ben said as he followed me.

    We walked into the hall and headed straight to the place where I left her.

    But she wasn’t there anymore.

    TO Be Continued

  • Obsess School Teacher (Episode 1)

    Obsess School Teacher (Episode 1)

    Obsess School Teacher Episode 1

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    🧏 Obsess School Teacher Episode One:
    .
    🤷 Must I Sleep With My Math Teacher To Pass ? 🧡

    A teacher with a sound mind but without an uneducated manhood remains an illiterate class master.
    I had an opportunity to travel abroad through my uncle and his condition was for me to have an excellent mark in maths. I was from a very poor background and my father of late. My uncle was the one sponsoring my education. But unfortunately, i was ignorantly sent to a school that a mature he-goat was employed to shepherd doeling goats, and he ended up trying to dishonor his pride and their dignity.

    How could my maths teacher, teaching the very subject that was a pearl in my uncle’s eyes ask me to sleep with him, if not i was not going to have up to a five over twenty on his evaluation quiz. Why was it supposed to be maths. He told me, i was the most beautiful girl in the Local community school but i was taught that beauty without brains or education was just like a good looking container that was filled with gabage. Or like a beautiful trash can, that everyone finds it useful only when they wanted to dump rubbish.

    But my promise to my late father was never to sell my dignity for an unjust course and i had to maintain that. But in order to save myself and family from penury, i had to pass my maths quiz. It was just three weeks that the school year started and my maths teacher always find reason to punish me or send me out of his class. And he boldly told me,

    “No one will even believe you if you tell them i wanted to sleep with you,”
    “Please sir, don’t do this to me,” i pleaded.
    But the teacher was bent on breaking my dignity before giving me a pass mark. I was always the best students in maths but he made it unbearable for me in class. He either find fault in anything i do or wear, in my notebook or hair. I couldn’t keep on like that. Then a friend told me about an online animated video platform called Yakili. had to succeed!

    TO Be Continued

  • One Minute Hubby – Season 1 (Episode 1)

    One Minute Hubby – Season 1 (Episode 1)

    One Minute Hubby Season 1 Episode 1

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    👫 One Minute Hubby Season One Episode One:
    .
    🧡 SEASON 1:
    .
    🧡 Matrimonial Bed 🛏️

    Mary and Jayna got into a simple argument. Mary gladly told her friend Jayna,
    “William just proposed to me,”
    “But you never told me you were engaged to him?” Jayna was shocked, and Mary apologized,
    “Sorry, i never told you because i thought he was not serious too,”
    “Have you tried to know, if he is a real man?”
    “What do you mean by that? i don’t seem to get you well,”
    “Have you tested the capability of his manhood?”

    “We pentecostals christians don’t do that, no sleep with each other till marriage?”
    “Hmm!” Jayna exclaimed and Mary asked,
    “What do you mean by hmm?”
    “Don’t be deceived by William’s handsome face and muscular outlook or riches. That guy is a one minute man,”
    “What? Have you slept with him before,”

    “No!”
    “Then why are you calling him a minute man?”
    Mary was furious and Jayna tried to explain,
    “A friend who is his mate from the university, told me her friends used to laugh at him as a minute man. He was every girls dream but ended up being a laughing stock by all the girls he slept with. To tell you the truth, he is handsome and rich, but that thing between his leg is useless,”

    “Just listen to you when you speak, like pagans do. William is a repented man,”
    “A repented flirt right?”
    “Just stop it please,” Mary was boiling with anger, and claimed,
    “My God will proof you wrong,”
    “Sorry, i was just trying to make you start asking questions. You are my friend and i know you also repented. There is no need running away from the truth,”
    “Which truth, are you the one getting married to him?”

    The argument created misunderstanding between them and they became cold towards each other. Mary never thought it wise to question William’s uprightness on bed, a man she was going to spent the rest of her life with. Must we worry about our future in the bedroom?
    Don’t miss the next episodes, just

    TO Be Continued

  • Chioma The Village Girl (Episode 1)

    Chioma The Village Girl (Episode 1)

    Chioma The Village Girl Episode 1

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    🧏 Chioma The Village Girl Episode One:

    I couldn’t believe my ears when my dad said I was going to the village to continue my education, it was unlike my dad.

    “Chief!!!! For God sake, why will Jake go to the village to continue his education” my mum exclaimed.

    “Dad why will I go to the village, check it out I have no class in the village” I said firmly

    “You all know that I am a titled man, Omeluora one of itolu Kingdom and I really love my tradition and culture. With the kind of lifestyle Jake is living he doesn’t know anything about tradition and culture and I will like him to belong, understand and know his tradition who knows he may end up being a titled man like his father” chief omeluora said as he laughed in an elderly manner

    “dad what you are saying is meaningless, I don’t f—–g wanna belong to any tradition” Jake fired

    “you must be stupid” chief said angrily

    “chief how do you expect him to cope with things There, you know he isn’t used to local and unpleasant environments” my mum said trying to convince Chief

    “woman you don’t have anything to worry about, he is staying with my mother, I will get him a driver and all that he needs, with the best school”

    “well if you say so, I just hope he copes”

    “so I will now be left alone” my younger sister cut in.

    “not at all my angel, here is lively beside I promise to take you to see him once in two weeks” my dad said.

    “OK am OK with that” Cindy my younger sister replied as she continued with her phone.

    I looked at every one in the living room as they all succumbed to my dad’s decision, I hissed and headed for my room.

    As soon as I got to my room, I connected my head phone to my iPhone 6 and started playing my favorite song by LHF benzo to cool off my anger….

    The next day was a Thursday, I woke up from my soft bed, muttered some prayers that I never forget to do every morning even though am an arrogant person, and headed to the restroom.
    I washed my face and brushed my teeth before relaxing on my bed to play music (am a music lover).
    I was still listening to my cool music when a knock landed on my door…

    “come in” I said removing my head set

    “food is ready” Carole our cook informed

    “I will be there shortly” I muttered.

    I was about living the bed when a call came into my phone oh it was Hannah my one and only girlfriend. Her family and mine are really close

    “good morning sunshine”

    “good morning Jake, how was your night” an angelic voice asked

    “went well and yours?”

    “splendid”

    “that’s good”

    “Jake are you coming to school tomorrow, we were asked to come copy our scheme”
    I sighed before answering her

    “I don’t think am resuming with you guys”

    “Jake are you leaving the school for real”

    “yea, my dad wants me to school in the village”

    *what village??? Jake stop kidding, this isn’t April 1st” Hannah said laughing loud

    “am serious, you can come over today so we would discuss things”

    “sure I will by noon”

    “bye angel”

    “bye love”
    The line went off. I left my room straight to the dining

    “where the hell is Jake” I over heard my dad..

    “am here” I said as I sat on my chair, they were almost done with theirs

    “where have you been” my mum asked

    “I was busy upstairs sorting something”

    “eat your food” my mum said

    My dad was fully dressed in his native attire ,an ogbu agu top, a black trouser with a red cap and his beeds, he was ready for work (that’s his normal way of dressing to work or he wears a senator attire)

    “Jake I want to inform you that you are living for Enugu tomorrow morning, so you could know your new school and collect your necessary materials to resume school on Monday”

    “OK” I said in a low tone “dad by the way what’s the name of this new school”

    “when you get there, you will know” he took his briefcase and left the dining

    I looked at him but was just silent as many things were running in my mind. Minutes later I was the only one left in the dining as I quickly rushed my tea, bread and sandwich.

    FEW HOURS LATER

    “ding dong” the door bell alarmed
    I went to check who it was and it was no other person than Hannah

    “Hannah!!”

    “Jake”

    “you look gorgeous”

    “thanks dear”

    She was putting on a dark blue gown at her knee level with a silver shoe, silver Michael kors Bag and a silver head band and the enchanting perfume she was putting on.

    “how is Cindy”

    “oh she is not at home, she went out with mum”

    “so you are home alone”

    “that’s it”

    “welcome aunty Hannah, what would you like to take??” labake our maid asked

    “oh nothing, am OK”

    “are you sure” I asked

    “yea”

    ,” OK let’s go to my room”

    “so you are no longer coming to Lambert International School”

    “No as a matter of fact things are beyond me, am even living for Enugu tomorrow morning and today will be the last day I will see you till further notice”

    “why is your dad doing this??”

    “I don’t know”

    The room was silent for some minutes as I saw tears rolling down her cheek, I held her wiped off her tears and kissed her on her forehead

    “I will really miss you” she said

    “same here, I will over miss you”

    “I want to ask you for a favour” she said suddenly

    “what Favour?”

    TO Be Continued

  • The Snake Prince (Episode 1)

    The Snake Prince (Episode 1)

    The Snake Prince Episode 1

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    🐍🏃 The Snake Prince Episode One:

    Once upon a time there lived by herself, in a city, an old woman who was desperately poor.

    One day she found that she had only a handful of flour left in the house, and no money to buy more nor hope of earning it.

    Carrying her little brass pot, very sadly she made her way down to the river to bathe and to obtain some water, thinking afterwards to come home and to make herself an unleavened cake of what flour she had left; and after that she did not know what was to become of her.

    Whilst she was bathing she left her little brass pot on the river bank covered with a cloth, to keep the inside nice and clean;

    But when she came up out of the river and took the cloth off to fill the pot with water, she saw inside it the glittering folds of a deadly snake.

    At once she popped the cloth again into the mouth of the pot and held it there; and then she said to herself:

    ‘Ah, kind death! I will take thee home to my house, and there I will shake thee out of my pot and thou shalt bite me and I will die, and then all my troubles will be ended.’

    With these sad thoughts in her mind the poor old woman hurried home, holding her cloth carefully in the mouth of the pot;

    And when she got home she shut all the doors and windows, and took away the cloth, and turned the pot upside down upon her hearthstone.

    What was her surprise to find that, instead of the deadly snake which she expected to see fall out of it, there fell out with a rattle and a clang a most magnificent necklace of flashing jewels!

    For a few minutes she could hardly think or speak, but stood staring; and then with trembling hands she picked the necklace up, and folding it in the corner of her veil, she hurried off to the king’s hall of public audience

    A petition, O king!’ she said. ‘A petition for thy private ear alone!’ And when her prayer had been granted, and she found herself alone with the king, she shook out her veil at his feet, and there fell from it in glittering coils the splendid necklace. As soon as the king saw it he was filled with amazement and delight, and the more he looked at it the more he felt that he must possess it at once. So he gave the old woman five hundred silver pieces for it, and put it straightway into his pocket. Away she went full of happiness; for the money that the king had given her was enough to keep her for the rest of her life.

    As soon as he could leave his business the king hurried off and showed his wife his prize, with which she was as pleased as he, if not more so; and, as soon as they had finished admiring the wonderful necklace, they locked it up in the great chest where the queen’s jewellery was kept, the key of which hung always round the king’s neck.

    A short while afterwards, a neighbouring king sent a message to say that a most lovely girl baby had been born to him; and he invited his neighbours to come to a great feast in honour of the occasion. The queen told her husband that of course they must be present at the banquet, and she would wear the new necklace which he had given her. They had only a short time to prepare for the journey, and at the last moment the king went to the jewel chest to take out the necklace for his wife to wear, but he could see no necklace at all, only, in its place, a fat little boy baby crowing and shouting. The king was so astonished that he nearly fell backwards, but presently he found his voice, and called for his wife so loudly that she came running, thinking that the necklace must at least have been stolen.
    Look here! look!’ cried the king, ‘haven’t we always longed for a son? And now heaven has sent us one!’

    ‘What do you mean?’ cried the queen. ‘Are you mad?’

    ‘Mad? no, I hope not,’ shouted the king, dancing in excitement round the open chest. ‘Come here, and look! Look what we’ve got instead of that necklace!’

    Just then the baby let out a great crow of joy, as though he would like to jump up and dance with the king; and the queen gave a cry of surprise, and ran up and looked into the chest.

    ‘Oh!’ she gasped, as she looked at the baby, ‘what a darling! Where could he have come from?’

    ‘I’m sure I can’t say,’ said the king; ‘all I know is that we locked up a necklace in the chest, and when I unlocked it just now there was no necklace, but a baby, and as fine a baby as ever was seen.’

    TO Be Continued

  • My Roommate And The Man From A Graveyard (Episode 1)

    My Roommate And The Man From A Graveyard (Episode 1)

    My Roommate And The Man From A Graveyard Episode 1

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    🧏 My Roommate And The Man From A Graveyard Episode One:

    When I was in the university, my roommate went into a grĂ veyard and urinated on the grĂ ve of a priest. I can’t remember if the grĂ ve belonged to a church priest or it belonged to a traditionalist; I mean a ‘native doctor’ but one thing I know was that, I saw her; we all saw her urinate in a grĂ veyard and after then, her life became a mystery. Infact, my own life also became a mystery or should I say a nightmare?

    Maybe as I tell my story, you will dictate if the grĂ ve belonged to a church priest or a traditionalist.

    So here is what happened.

    While in the university; in my third year, I had this roommate who lived an “I don’t care” life style. Her name is Victoria. She was the only daughter of a rich man; a top pĂłliticiĂ n, I must say. She was my coursemate; my roommate and my age mate. We became friends after I helped her with a particular assignment that seemed tough for her in our year two. It was a practical that we were meant to carry out.
    After we sourced for the practical materials, experimented it and submitted the final result to our lecturer together, we became close friends.

    In my third year, my landlord sold his house and the new landlord asked all the tenants to vacate urgently. I couldn’t find another house to rent so Victoria asked me to come live with her.She was living in a student Lodge; the most beautiful, expensive and popular students lodge, off campus. Her lodge was called RICH BABE. This was because, Students living in that lodge all had cars and we’re considered rich men children.

    Victoria was living in a one-bedroom apartment and her room was spacious enough to accommodate three persons. As soon as I moved in, I started sharing her rent with her and that was how we became roommates.

    Victoria and I were so close that people thought we were sisters and sometimes twins. Victoria was a jovial, smart and easy going girl. We shared everything together including our most top secrets but she has one bad character which I’ve always talked to her to change but she refused: she lives a carefree life; an “I don’t care” life. She doesn’t care about consequences of things or her actions especially when she wants to exhibit them. This her “I don’t care” life led her to urinate on the grĂ ve of a dèadman in a grĂ veyard.

    It was on a faithful Saturday evening. we were all coming back from one of our coursemate’s traditional marriage; about thirty-three of us. We contributed money, hired four buses, to and fro and went for the marriage… Please wait,, this story belongs to “My Emotional stories” page so if you are reading this story from another page, do well to follow “My Emotional stories” for more episode.

    On our way coming back, we stopped to buy something at the market square of one of the community in mbaise local government. If you’re familiar with Imo state or probably, you know all the communities in mbaise very well, you will know that there is a particular community that has a grĂ veyard close to their market square. The grĂ veyard is directly opposite an old government built borehole which was next to their football field. I don’t want to mention the name of the community because of some reasons. But those who knew that community or who are from there knows that it is their community I’m talking about.

    The grĂ veyard was close to the major road which separated it from the government built borehole; so when other drivers stopped and parked their buses on the other side of the road, for some students to buy something, our driver also stopped and instead of parking on the other side of the road where other drivers had parked, he went and parked on the side of the major road which was close to the grĂ veyard.

    I was sitting close to Victoria when she decided to go down and urinate. Some students also went out to urinate and buy something. I followed them out of the car to stretch my legs. This story is written by JACINTA CHINEMEREM…. Please follow “My Emotional stories” for more episode

    Every students started moving different direction. Victoria and two other girls entered the graveyard to urinate. When some villagers saw them, they asked them to come out. Some of our coursemates who heard the villagers saying that they had entered a graveyard started calling on them to come out. The two other girls fearfully came out but Victoria refused to come out. Everyone called out on Victoria to come out. I also called her to come out, that she had entered a grĂ veyard and shouldn’t urinate there. But Victoria refused.

    “If here is a graveyard, and so? Do I care?” Victoria responded ignorantly. She didn’t think; she didn’t wonder if there will be consequences; instead, she reluctantly squatted down, pulled off her trouser and started urinating on someone’s grave.

    TO Be Continued