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Unbeliever Tales 2



1 month ago

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A mighty wind carried me into a cage. I couldn't control myself. 
 
The cage was in an island, water rounded us. Yes, us because there were many cages there.
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People in other cages just sat down helpless, they made no noise. Properly waiting for their death. I shook the cage furiously but it was like hitting a broomstick on an iron. I latter gave up.
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Tears rolled down. I could have listened to my mother. I wept as days passed I regretted. 
 
You can't turn back time. A young girl who was caged too whispered to me. I cleaned my tears. The girl and I got quite close.

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Imagine charting from cage to cage. Funny right? She introduced her self as Rita. She told me that she came form a poor home and she had a boyfriend who was a Yahoo. 
 
I knew he was a Yahoo boy but kept quiet because I needed the money. Rita said as she wiped her tears now look at where it has landed me. He made me mad.
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She broke down in tears I consoled her from the cage I was in.
 
We got closer and closer. Talking daily. Days passed, maybe weeks, months even years. There was no time nor calendar. Just sunset, sundown. Rita and I comforted each other as we hoped for better days.
 
On a fateful morning, We heard loud sound the waters kept splashing into the island.
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Suddenly, My cage door splang open. In fear I moved back. A man, in white appeared giving a go signal. I could remember looking at Rita's eyes.
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She needed help. I couldn't. It wasn't by my power. Tears rolled down her eyes as I walked out of the cage.
 
Immediately, I stepped out. I found myself in my body. I was wearing rag with some containers designed round my neck. The odour that came out from my parts could kill a mosquito .
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I looked round, I found myself in a church. Prayer warriors surrounded me. The kept on praying. I saw my sis and mum at one corner crying. In my eyes, they looked more older. Jessi, I called my sister. My mom ran to the deliverance ground hugging me tightly. Uncontrolled tears rolled down from both eyes.
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Spicycynthia (Basic)   4 wks
Interesting
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Rie (Basic)   1 mth
Nice one
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kings (Plus)   1 mth
I enjoyed every bit of your story. Thank you for the entertainment.
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kings (Plus)   1 mth
There is a post that talks about Parenting and Teens. You should read it to get some insights. You can't blame children who were brought up properly. Yes he didn't listen to his mother, what about his father? I don't want to sound too judgemental but parents should do better too
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kings (Plus)   1 mth
Nice story. I would like to read the first part before I leave you a comment. I want to see the full picture because I like pictures
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Nyenster (Basic)   1 mth
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Seniorgozman (Basic)   1 mth
This is unbelievable
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JENNIFERC111 (Basic)   1 mth
Wow things are really happening, when you don't believe. Only experience can bend you.Nice one
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News_Naija (Basic)   1 mth
Stupidity and stubbornness can lead to one downfall
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victor21 (Premium)   1 mth
Disadvantage of not listening to your mother. Even in the ten commandments.Children obey your mother and father that your days will be long... .
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