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    Waking up was one thing and getting up from
    bed was another. I laid in bed staring at the
    minute hand of the clock, it was Saturday
    Morning and I took it upon myself to lazy around
    in bed. When I heard the familiar bell, I knew it
    was time to get up for the Morning devotion that
    was routine in my house, catching a yawn I made
    my way to the sitting room to join the rest of my
    family in prayers unto God. My Elder Sister Erica
    had wrapped herself in a blanket with a huge
    frown on her face, She wasn’t one to enjoy
    anything Christian and I smiled to myself at the
    thought, My eldest brother David was no
    different as he tried in vain to keep his eyes
    open while muttering an occasional “Amen” to
    the prayers being said and my younger sister
    Janet was fast asleep as my father prayed for
    Nigeria. I finally shut my eyes and said grace as
    the prayers came to an end.

    I belonged to a Christian Family and we usually
    started the day with a Morning devotion involving
    all Family members…even though some of my
    Siblings had a huge problem with it…
    “Oh god thank God that’s over” Erica exclaimed
    standing up with a stretch, My mother gave her a
    look She ignored as She made her way back to
    her room to put on Rihanna music as was her
    routine. Every other member of the family went
    about their business, my mother to the kitchen
    with me following.

    We live in Benin City, Edo state Nigeria…Rever
    end Paul Badmus is my Father..he is a part-time
    pastor at the redeemed church as well as a
    lawyer, Mrs Bridget Badmus My Mother is a
    nurse working at the University Teaching
    hospital, My eldest brother David, 25 years old
    just finished from law school and was home
    before he got a job, My Sister Erica, 23 years old
    was in her final year in the university studying
    Accounting, I turned 21 a month ago and was in
    my third year in the University studying Medicine,
    my kid sister Janet, just 8 years old, was in
    primary three at the University Staff
    School…don’t ask me about the discrepancies in
    age..guess my parents forgot to use protection…

    “What’s for breakfast?” I asked my mother
    “Bread and fry the eggs” She replied..I
    went about doing as I was told. We were pretty
    average in riches, I wouldn’t say we were poor
    neither were we rich but we were comfortable.
    We lived in a three bedroom rented apartment in which I shared a room with my elder Sister. We
    had been on holidays and school was to resume
    next week, I couldn’t wait.

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    Episode 1

    I sat on my bed reading a book.”The Confident
    Woman” by Joyce Meyer, now she was one of
    my mentors and I had read most of her books..
    My sister Erica did her pedicure on her own bed.

    Our room was a typical girls room, pink in colour
    and with all the things a normal room should
    have but I was the bookworm because most of
    the books on our large bookshelf belonged to
    me..I hoped to have my own library when I had
    my own sister interrupted my thoughts
    when she suddenly asked
    “Ain’t you confident?”

    I looked up and it took me a moment to realise
    my sister was speaking to me
    “Why you reading about how to be confident?”
    She continued
    “Well cos..cos. Its a good book should read
    My sister tsked” you just like reading”
    “Its one of my hobbies yes..”

    “ just extremely boring that’s all” I
    glared at her as she stood up to Inspect her wasn’t the first time she d called me
    that..boring..I kept my book aside as I replied her
    “Just because I don’t lead your lifestyle doesn’t
    make me boring”

    “Hm..fiesty..let me see do you listen to hiphop?”
    “No..I don’t like it”
    “Do you go out for parties”
    “ has to be Godly”
    “Erica don’t..”

    “Do you have a boyfriend?” She asked..I was
    taken aback for a moment surprised she d ask
    that..I didn’t think I should..not till I was ready to
    get married that is..

    “Well do you?” I asked back..she went to the
    dressing table instead

    “How then are you fun..your boring girl..and don’t
    throw questions back at me” she said putting on
    her makeup..deciding the conversation was over
    I decided to return to my sister and I
    had a weird relationship, we both were polar
    opposites both in looks and character, she was
    dark complexioned tall and lean like my Dad
    while I was average in size and height and fair
    complexioned like my mother. It wasn’t the first
    time we had gone over this plus the fact she had
    invited me to countless parties with her and I
    hadn’t gone to any..I wasn’t a saint but I knew
    what happened at those parties especially
    knowing the kind of friends she kept. My dad had
    tried in vain to curb the wilding in her to no avail,
    I too had tried talking to her about how Jesus
    was the only way but it was like pouring water in
    a basket, I would say every family had a black
    sheep and I prayed one day she would see the

    Next Episode Is Coming

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    Nice start

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    Nancy Adeoye
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    nice starting

    next please

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    Itz Exonerate T. Damlite
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    Here on time

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