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At that point I was annoyed. “So is it because of this that you guys want to kill me this morning. It is totally wrong,” I backed but was drawn back by my mum. The police officers later apologized so the weather became okay for further discussion. “When last did you see Andy?” the second officer asked. I told them everything they need to Know. “Andy came to my house two days ago. He said he wanted to join Yahoo plus since Yahoo wasn't giving him the money he wanted. As a good and hardworking boy. I tried stopping him but he made up his mind already. The last thing I heard from him was “I am headed to Chrisben's house.” 

“Ok, pls can you take us to this Chrisben's house.” the first officer said as he quietly Pat me on my shoulder. I knew it was a style of begging. I lead the four to Chrisben's house. Seeing the five of us, Chrisben took to his heels but was caught by the swift- moving policemen. They gave Chrisben the beating of his life till he confessed. “I am sorry, Andy case is really over. We went to the native doctor. He gave us two eggs, one each. He told us to break it immediately we reach home but Andy ate his own on the way.” “And, where is he now?” The second Police man interrupt. “Sir, I will show you where Andy is, but pls don't shoot me sir.” He pleaded. “Now to your feet,” The police men shouted as they raised Chrisben up with force. As a good friend I followed them. 

Chrisben took us to a flyover inside ibadan street. He pointed at a dancing figure. We went closer it was really Andy. No shirt, no trouser on. His pants were missing too. We tried catching him but he was so fast as he ran into the market with his tool dangling left and right.

Talks about life in school. Mix with love, hate, strive and more you could come across.

Things became difficult when my dad died in an accident. 

My father brother and his son who was a lawyer took all that was left for us. The house, the lands, everything. “I will pay you wicked beings back,” I said as they dragged us out of the house. That night we slept in an open space. The wicked rain beat us without mercy.

My kid sis Janet and I roamed round the park begging for money that we would use to travel back to my mother village. At the end of the week we made the transport fare.  

Life in the village was difficult. Mum, janet and I were always working on peoples farm. The sun wasn’t a friend as it flogs us daily. Going to school was like day-dreaming.

One day, my mother’s brother, John visited, he was surprised to see me reading. “Upon all,” he said as he shaked his head. “Your son has a great future and I don’t want to see him waste it in the village. I want him to follow me to Lagos, so I will enroll him in Pejoweb collage.”.

The time my uncle mentioned pejoweb collage I was overwhelmed with joy. I have been hearing of how big the school is, how they participated in different quiz and remain undefeated. Waiting for mother's response, she continue staring at me. I knew she hate giving her children out for people to train because of the treatment most children receives out there. Let me talk to victor she said as she dragged me to the backyard. “Victor, I want to you to listen attentively to this I want to say. You are going to the city, you will meet people, you will see things. Remember your background, though some people will take you as a fool, keep calm. I don’t want my brother to bring you back here. Understand?”she said, glaring at me like her eyes wanted to pop up.

All along she has been flinging her fingers left and right. “I have heard all you said mama o,” I said as her hug her tightly. I didn’t waste time packing my clothes.

Leaving in a big city like Lagos was my dream, becoming a rich man there was another. Brother, pls take take of my boy. That’s the last thing I heard from my mum. I saw my sister weaving her hands as the car made turns, finally it drove out of the compound with speed. Memories kept coming while I was on the road till I slept.

Victor, wake up we have reach. My uncle said as he parked the car in the big garage. It wasn’t a new thing coming to sir Johns house, the reason we didn’t visit much was because of his wife and children attitude. I knew my staying there will be war. Challenges may come but I was prepared.

“Easy girl, you will destroy your makeup with your tears,” The make up artist said not long before the event DJ came in. “Ezechi Amara,” it's time to bring your husband “Okoro Obinna in.” She wiped her tears with a tissue. It was really tears of joy.

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Jennifer pasted it on the wall leading to the exit door. All night by 9pm she could go there undress and have a nice time. Her moaning sounds dragged her close neighbor “Uche,” attention. Every evening uche could hear her moaning. He placed his ear daily on his iron-made door which brought out the echo. Uche was enjoying this daily, luckily for him he found out what Jennifer did. So he planned carefully. First he opened that hole from outside removed Jennifer husband tool and cover it with a coloured hardcarbon that matched with the wall paint. Anytime it reaches 9pm he removed the hardcarbon place his own, then enjoy to the fullest. He kept doing this for months.

 

Eight months was over. Jennifer was so happy. “Freedom at last.” she smiled. That night she tried dragging it out from the wall but it was stiff. “The glue must be very stiff,” She got a knife, held the tip of her husband's pe$is and cut it off the wall. “MY THING Oh!!,” someone shouted.

This continued that Joy's parents had to send her to the church to become a prophetess there at least to chase off the spiritual husband. It was from there pastor Mike and Joy started knowing each other more. Their relationship grew. Joy was really a wife material but Pastor Mike won't understand why all her suitors ran away. “The curse won't affect me, I am a pastor,” he said as he hit his chest giving himself full assurance. As days passed Pastor Mike was prepared to pay Joy's pride price.  

That morning he wore the finest suit carried some items like bag of rice and two life chickens accompanied by two elders. Joy's parents received him with happiness as the sang praise of him, he was shaking his head in the process. “Hmm now time for the list,” One of Joy's king's men said as he handed a file to Mike. Mike started feeling dizzy as he scroll down the list. The things listed was much.Three iPhone 13, four apple laptop, six male cow, two female cow and others. Mike held himself thinking of what to do. “My son I know it is small, this is just the first one. The second will be a double,” another elder said. That’s when Pastor Mike fainted.

With my coded way I rearranged her thinking plus money I kept sending. She started falling for me. Our online relationship got to the point that I needed to see her face to face. So we marked out the day we will meet. 

The night before the meeting date I couldn't take Ella off my mind, it was ringing like a bell. Thinking advance, how we will hug, kiss and do other things done in relationship.

The supposed day reached. I couldn't wait for six to reach, I took my bath, put on my father's expensive perfume with my shinning shoes. While walking I received tell signs of bad luck, my legs kept hitting the stones on the way but I waved it off.

As I approach the place we said that we will meet. I saw her. She was fair, beautiful and also with a spotless less skin.

 

“Micheal,” she waved at me.smiling. We huged and exchange kisses. “So will you follow me to my house?” she asked smiling. I couldn't say no.   

Within minutes we reached to her house. It was quite. No noise, no distrubance. I was happy for this because I brought a c*ndom with me. I knew she was naughty. In her room we started kissing. I began romancing her. That was when I felt a sharp pain on my back I was hit with a Cutlass blackout took over afterwards.

Now my soul is restless, wandering the city. My worst regret is keeping mother in the dark. She didn't even know that I was going out to meet someone. But with Ella and her group, I continued following them till the got caught.