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    Episode 1

    Cold, so Cold. I hate the cold. No! I despise
    Been living on the streets for 8 years now,
    and all I’ve ever known is cold. I find it
    difficult to get a good job, and because I
    don’t have a good job or any job at all, I
    literally don’t eat at all. Sometimes I don’t
    eat for 3 days straight it’s that bad. And now
    it’s evening, its dark, its cold, and I’m hungry.
    My name is Fola, and I’m sure you’re
    wondering how I ended up like this, well it’s a
    very wonderful story (eye roll) just relax and
    My mum was what people call a prostitute.
    Her mum was also a prostitute, well she came
    from a line of women that were prostitutes,
    but I refused to become one. My dad? I have
    no idea who he is, seeing as she slept with a
    thousand men. She tried to convince me
    about how good her prostitution job was,
    that it’s really easy to do “her words” not
    mine, but I said no.. I really don’t know why I
    said no, but I thank God that I did.
    On my 13th birthday she got me a gift. This
    gift was in form of a man, an old man; he
    was like in his 50’s… I was totally confused, I
    had no idea why a 50 year old man would be
    my birthday gift she said I am now a woman,
    so I should start paying for the house bills, in
    any way that I can. she said she has given me
    my first job which is her gift to me, I didn’t
    understand ,I mean I was just thirteen, how
    was I a woman?. I couldn’t do it, I said no.
    so she threw me out. I have been living on
    the Streets ever since. Honestly my mum
    didn’t like the fact that I came into this world,
    she felt like I was bad luck, and of no use to
    her. But I kept it together, because deep down
    i knew that it will all be better. I would find a
    good house for myself and leave my mum to
    her precious job.
    Which brings us to NOW? You see I’m cold,
    I’m hungry, and I’m standing in front of the
    owner of a restaurant here in Lagos begging
    for food. And the owner is just giving me this
    wicked ugly smile because I refused to sleep
    with him can’t sleep with him, I won’t, and
    because of this i won’t be eating today.. But
    Lord knows I’m starving. i don’t know what
    to do.
    “Listen to me, emm…, what’s your name?”
    said the ugly restaurant guy’’.
    “Fola, sir” i replied.
    “Ok. Fola ,good. Now listen. If you don’t do
    what I ask you to do, you will not eat from
    my restaurant. See I am trying to help you,
    but you also have to help me too” said the
    restaurant guy.
    I held my cardigan tighter around my body to
    keep the cold away.
    “Sir I really can’t do it. Please just give me a
    slice of bread I will really be grateful sir
    please”. i said pleadingly
    He looked at me with disgust.” mshww
    rubbish smelling girl you want me to give you
    something and you won’t give me anything in
    return? lai lai… not going to happen. See if
    you won’t give me what i want leave my
    restaurant before I slap that dirty face of
    yours….ugly thing. , get out from here! Now!”.
    he picked up a huge stick to chase me away.
    And so I had to run.
    I was so scared that I didn’t pay attention to
    where I was running to until I ran into him…..

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    Episode 2

    I ran into a hard wall, with the way my head
    was spinning it was a very hard wall. I looked
    up and up and up and, what the…..oh my..oh
    my.. Oh my god!( if anyone could see my face
    right now, they would see absolute fear and
    terror), I ran into a freaking monster, no no
    no, not a monster, a beast! He is at least 6
    foot 4. tall, huge, bulky arms and legs,I think
    this guy is a wrestler or a killer or both. I
    don’t know but what I do know is I have to
    keep on running especially away from this
    guy. I couldn’t see his face cos it was quite
    dark ,oh did I mention I fell right on my
    behind because of the freaking wall in front of
    me? Yes I did.
    Anyway, I tried to get up but I felt this
    unbearable pain in my ankle..ouch!. I touched
    my ankle and it didn’t feel right..sigh..what
    do I do now? I have no home, no one to take
    care of me, how will survive with this injury,
    God why me?. By the way the wall is still
    standing in front of me, staring down at me.
    But immediately he heard me in pain, he bent
    down to the ground and tried to help.
    He started to stretch his hand to my leg and I
    immediately flinched away from him, he
    noticed it and stopped. Looked at my face,
    saw the fear and immediately moved away
    from me. Then he spoke, and what a voice,
    deep, really deep and husky, ” Please don’t be
    scared, let me help you’ ‘said the wall of a
    man, I stared at him. he had a really nice
    voice, hence the stare. No, Fola stop thinking
    about his voice he could be a killer
    remember? Run! you need to run!.
    I tried getting up again and the pain came
    back. shoot! This is bad, this is really bad.
    The wall spoke again. ”Please don’t move
    you’ll make it worse”.
    Well since I couldn’t walk and sitting down
    sounded like a great idea, I left my behind
    right where it was, on the ground.
    “I’m Michael”, he stretched his hand again,
    this time to give me a hand shake. I looked
    at it, then looked at him, well its just a
    handshake whats the worse that could
    happen? I placed my hand gently into his, it
    was warm, strong and firm. I let him go then
    shifted back a little. He stayed where he was,
    looking at me, straight in the eye no joke he
    looked right through me. I don’t know what I
    was feeling anymore but I was no longer
    scared. I felt this wall guy could help me,
    protect me or something but I didn’t want to
    just give my trust to some random guy cos
    again he could be a killer. I kept my mouth
    shut and looked back at him.
    “I don’t know who you are”, he said. “But I
    want to help you. Please let me help you”.
    “You could be a killer”, I blurted out( oh my
    god did I just say that?). he smiled, and it
    was a nice smile.
    “Yes your right I could be a killer, and it’s
    good that your being smart right now. But
    you can’t walk cos of the pain in your ankle,
    you look hungry, cold, and tired. So please let
    me help you”.
    He stretched out his hand again, but he did it
    slowly trying not to scare me than I already
    was.ok I had no other option, this is the only
    help I can get. I said a quick prayer in my
    heart, telling God in heaven to protect me,
    placed my hand in his and allowed him to
    help me up. He didn’t help me up; he carried
    me like I weighed nothing. A tiny squeak
    came out of my mouth and I immediately
    wrapped my arms around his shoulders to
    keep myself from falling. He looked at me and
    smiled, I glared at him, he laughed. I decided
    to ignore him cos I really needed his help.
    We started to leave the place and I kept
    thinking…. What in the world have I done? I
    don’t know this guy, I don’t know where he is
    taking me to. Maybe I should tell him to put
    me down and he could go his merry way to
    wherever he was going to. I could just limp
    my way to a shed and stay for the night, well
    that doesn’t sound like a bad idea, only that I
    will freeze to death or die of hunger. By the
    way while I was thinking about this we were
    still walking and he was looking at me.
    “I wonder what you’re thinking about now
    Fola? Do you want me to put you down? Or
    do you have someone that can help you?”. he
    I thought of lying but the truth came right
    “No I don’t have anyone or any place to
    He nodded his head saying, “Then we shall
    find you a place, some food, clean you up and
    take care of your ankle”.
    Oh my that will be awesome, I’ll sleep well
    tonight, and I’ll be clean too. This is
    amazing. Of course I didn’t say this out loud,
    that will just make ‘the wall’ have more pity
    on and I hate it( pity I mean). So instead I
    smiled and said ”thank you”.
    But then he said something that made my
    heart sink right into my belly.
    ”You will be staying in my house tonight”.

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    interesting…Nice writeup

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    Lee Chris
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    Following this!!

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    Nice beginning

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    , thanks.

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