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    This is a work of fiction. The characters,
    incidents and dialogues are products of imagination and are not to be
    constructed as real. Any resemblance to
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    …..Episode 1….

    My name is Adesewa. I was raised by God-fearing parents who
    were blessed with six girl’s. My parents were deacon and
    deaconess in a pentecostal church. I happened to be their third
    daughter,with three younger ones.
    I had my HND at Yaba college of technology and was posted to
    Kwara state for my youth service.
    I had given my life to Christ since my secondary school
    days,and I used to sing a lot, sometimes I even compose my own
    song. I joined the church choir when I was just nine years old.
    After the 3 weeks orientation programme of the NYSC,I was posted
    to a secondary school at Oyan for the one year service. I was
    given a room on the school compound at the Corpers quarters.
    On getting to Oyan,I started looking for a pentecostal church
    where I could be worshipping,and soon I was able to find one.
    Shortly after I started worshipping in the church,I joined the
    choir. Fortunately,it was at the time when the choir leader just left
    the church,and there was nobody to coordinate the
    members..before I knew it,I was made the choir leader after
    being interviewed by the pastor,Pastor Williams.
    I was loved by everybody in the church,especially the
    chorister’s,because of my unique voice. Whenever I sing or lead a
    song,the whole congregation has a way of murmuring
    “Huuuuunnnnn!” with a sigh of satisfaction when they hear my
    Most of the choir members were younger than me,so they call me
    “aunty” or “Sister Sewa”.
    One of them was Bode,who used to play keyboard for us in the
    church. He was so gifted when it comes to instruments,there
    was no instrument he could not play. I always felt the presence of
    God whenever he was on keyboard.
    I was named Adesewa after my late grandmother, who passed
    away shortly before I was born. My dad loved his mum so
    much,and hence transferred the love to me, believing that his late
    mother was the one who came back,more so,according to him,I was
    the mama’s carbon copy. It was after he became saved, that he
    knew he was wrong. My second name was Yetunde.
    My dad saw me as perfect. Anything I did or said was
    right, even when I myself knew I was wrong. In a nutshell, I was
    his favourite.
    When my mum noticed I was treating me like the apple of
    his eyes,she wasn’t taking things easy with me at all. She spank
    me at every slight mistake I made,mostly when my dad wasn’t
    at home.
    Sometimes she would lament..”you this spoilt brat!. your father has
    spoilt you. See,I will make sure I deal with you before maggots start
    coming out of your body….”
    My two elder sisters too,also made life miserable for me,
    especially, the first born,sister Temi. She would never tolerate
    any nonsense from me,she took after mummy,but her own was
    just took much.
    By the time I was serving,sister Temi and sister Tiwa have
    married, but I have been tamed already.

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    This story will be posted every days of the week.
    Thanks for taking your time to read my story.

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