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    My Pipu, i don land wit anoda tory written by Adeprinzy himself, make una sit down berekete and enjoy dis tory

    CHAPTER ONE
    “Ayo, please fetch me mayonnaise from the super-market” I heard Mum said from the kitchen door. “And you Kemi, lazybone come right now into the kitchen”
    “Okay Ma” I reply. I was busy playing PS4 with my sister; I dare not waste another minute in answering her. I always play the game with Kemi and Tunji, my bestie. I teach her how to play and she pretty good at it now, she even beat me most time. I quickly pick the car keys and move out to the garage while she leave for the kitchen. I enter into my Mum Lexus sport car and head to the supermarket. Along the way, I observe the landscape as if that was my first of driving through the Estate. I notice the neatly trimmed lawn in frontage of each house, tall fence of various colour cover the beautiful and tall building which are ideally structured. Each building has a security house. The building in the estate has the same design; they are just distinct in colour and façade. I get the mayonnaise and head back home. I watch as three girls jog along the road. I stare at their big butt as it carefully sway to and fro. They have earpiece inserted into their ears. Right in the middle is Tunmininu, the daughter of Senator Harloma, the richest man in the Estate. I hastily duck my head to avoid her gaze meeting mine. She has been a pain in my ass since we make-out in the room on her birthday. She always perturb me with calls and messages but I don’t have time for her since I’m not the loving type. I increased the acceleration to evade them. The gateman open the gate and I drive steadily to the garage. I open the car door, pick up the bag of goodies and head into the building. I get additional provision and chocolate for Kemi, she would kill me if I didn’t. I was met by an unusual stench when I get into our massive living room. I deduce the odor to be that of Propane. ‘Did Mum leave the cooking gas on?’ I ask myself. I couldn’t figure out the origin of the smell as I perceive the odor almost everywhere. I quickly dash towards the Kitchen to warn Mum of the impending doom but I was met with an enormous blast which emerges from the kitchen and sweep through the living room. I was hit sturdily by the explosion which flings me off stability and hit my back against the living room iron door. I was blaze partly by the fire. I pull off my smoldering shirt and progress towards the kitchen avoiding the burning fire which was devouring the furniture. I was determined to save my mum and sister or what is left of them. I grab the fire extinguisher affix to the wall adjacent the dining hall; I pull the pin and I position the nozzle towards the kitchen doorway to extinguish the fire. Hot tears stream down my face as I sight the remains of my family on the ground burned up. They were roasted like mamaput ogunfe. I couldn’t move closer to them as the fire was still hot. I flop with the extinguisher in my hand and wail like a baby denied of breast milk; sultry heat coat my body. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I was too enervated to complain about the pain the grip was causing to my shoulder. I was helped outside by someone. He let go of my hand and I slump on the interlocked floor outside the building. In my sub-consciousness, I could see the firemen putting out the fire and Tunde, the gateman was weeping and wailing before I finally black out.
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    When I open my eye, I couldn’t figure out where I was; the whole place was painted white. I got surprise on how I could get to heaven after all my sinful life. I was still deliberating on that when a young handsome man in a white overall came in. My brain start processing what the man could be. I finally conclude he is an Angel sent from God to withdrawal me from heaven to hell where all my deed point to.
    “Good Morning Ayo. How are you feeling?” He asked smiling. Immediately he mentioned my name, all the memories revert into my head like a flash of lightning. Tears tickle down my cheek, I close my eye and shake my head. “Gentleman I emphasize with you, I know all what you’ve pass through in the last few days, but in all circumstance we should thank God. God never does something without leaving the path for thanks” He said still smiling. With the way he smiles, it was as if he was mocking me but I know his smile is professional.
    “Thank God for what?” I ask giving him a skeptical look.
    “For the gift of life” He reply smiling reiteratively
    “I don’t think you really know what happen to me; if you do, you won’t be telling me to thank God. I prefer to have die with them than living without them” I said furiously.
    “Yes, I really do. And everything happens for a reason best known to God. You have been unconscious for five days. We all thought you’re dead. You were severely burn, but here you are surviving such savage incident. This shows that you have an intention in life”
    “Burn!? How? Where?” I ask him feeling confuse
    “Mr Ayo, you have a third degree burn on your back and it also impinge your left arm.”
    When I examine myself I notice my chest and left arm were concealed in bandage. I was affected by the fire but the adrenaline in me has kept me from knowing how terrible I was affected.
    “We are happy to have you back Mr Ayo” He said as he scrawl on the file in his hand.
    Giving the Nurse further instruction, he left the hospital ward after saying goodbye. The light complexioned Nurse attends to my medical necessity. I was unable to eat when she serve me rice and stew. She inject some substance into my arm with the syringe; I started feel drowsy. I could see her retreating figure in my sub-consciousness.
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    Even though I’m sixteen, I look twenty. I have a huge physique couple with six packs, a nice handsome face with a curly blackish hair to adorn it. In addition to my light skin tone, I have a greenish coloured pupil, in which people notice mostly about me. I think the reason is brought about by mutation since I was the only one in my family with a coloured pupil. My education was pretty fast; I’m in my final year at the college when I lost my family. My Uncle came to pick me from the hospital and took me to his place to stay with his family. He has two daughters, Temi and Joy. Joy is older than me; she is in 200L in the University while Temi, shortened from Temilade is in Class 1 in the college. I’m couldn’t hide my euphoria when I got home. I’m happy to finally have a new family. I was heartily received into the family. My Uncle is assigned the remaining property of my late Mother. His wife run the affairs of the Supermarket, while the building was taken over by the Estate Agency. Things start taking a new turn when my Uncle was sacked from his working place. He sold all the property left just to take care of the family. All the money from the supermarket was also squander by his wife, who spends it on expensive clothes and jewelries. When things started getting worst, he relocate to the next state to search for greener pasture. His wife start abusing me. She turn me into a house boy, making me do all the chores in the household while she indulge and coddle Temi. My Uncle was unaware of this. She always feed him with lies and she won’t allow me to speak with him. If I have an opportunity to speak with him, she stays around me to monitor my conversation with him. I thought I have arrive at an abode of exhilaration, but in actuality am in the abode of despondency. In due course, I’m deprive of going to school when my Uncle was unable to afford all the fees.
    ‘You are nothing to me, I can’t be wasting my money on you, look into my eye; you can’t come here and kill my family as you have obliterate yours. You Wizard, I rebuke you, son of Lucifer, what you bring is badluck, you jinx. My husband was sacked all because of you, and my business isn’t progressing as before. I told him to send you away but he is obstinate on keeping a hopeless child’. These are her words whenever I did something erroneous. I always try my best to avoid blunder but all my effort appear defective to her. My Uncle visits home one fateful weekend. Everything went on fine for few days; following his departure, thing fall back to it usual position. My anguish was rising like inflation and I have nowhere to run to. I have decided on occasions to abscond from home but I don’t have anywhere to run to. My Uncle is the only relative I know.
    Joy is back home on semester break. She has been my companion before she left for school. She is a shoulder to lean on unlike Temi who was spoilt and ill-mannered. She always encourage her Mum to beat me and she even hits me at any opportunity she gets. I told Funmi about the experience I’m having when she isn’t around and some of these happen in her presence. She came to my room one night.
    “AY, I already talk to Mum, but she won’t listen. She claim you killed your family with your witchcraft and you’re here to do likewise. Am sorry Ayo, I can’t help on Mum’s issue but I will try everything within my capacity to help you since am still around” She said with tears in her eye.
    She hugged me tightly and I let her arm wrap around me. She kiss my lips and we chat before she finally leave for her room. I was astounded since I wasn’t expecting that from her. I lay on my bed thinking about the next day and I drifted into dreamland.

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    CHAPTER ONE CONTD.

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    Joy was truthful to her word; she is actually a helping hand. Her mum gives me series of unnecessary chore before she goes to shop every day and I must complete it before she comes back. Joy exonerate my tasks. Through that, we get intimate and we talk a lot of things. From our diverse chat, I get to know more about her; she is cool and calm at home while hot and naughty at school. She isn’t the Virgin Mary her Mum claim she is. She takes alcohol, goes clubbing and try morphine on several occasion. She inform me she had abortion once when her stupid boyfriend deny her pregnancy. My mouth was gape when she told me. I made a mistake of disclosing it to Joy that I’m a Virgin. She start making amorous advances toward me anytime we are alone. She kiss me at any slight opportunity. She visits my room every night for a make-out before she goes to bed. It’s a four bedroom flat so we all have our separate room.
    I’m in the bathroom one fateful afternoon when I heard footstep in my room. I turn my back to see Joy already at the bathroom door which startles me. She wore a bum short and a white singlet which disclose her assets. Her face glitters like gold fleeting through the trial of flame.
    “Sis…ter…joy……what…are…you…doing…her?” I stammer. She move closer and held my d--k which rise boisterously.
    “I want you inside me” she said.
    My CPU was attempting to process what she said when she grabs my d--k and stroke it gently. I feel a sensation surge through my body and I let out a pleasure moan. She haul me with my d--k into the main room. She push me to the bed and took the length into her awaiting wet mouth. After minutes of b-----b, she mount on me and engage my lips in a kiss fight. Am a good kisser but she is a professional. If honorary should be given for kissing, she will possess a PhD in Kissery. We were still in the mood of kissing when she rise up to unbuttoned her bum short button, she pull it down and take off her singlet. She wasn’t putting on underpants; I realize she came prepared. I ogle at her unclothe body and marvel at the work of God. Complimenting her dark skin are two round watermelon boobs, a neatly shaved c--t, a perfect figure eight and a nice perfect straight leg. Her oblong face was without pimples. Her black n----e stood upright on her bosom.
    “Sister Joy, I’m scared, I haven’t done it before” I said coyly as she want to mount on me.
    “Don’t worry AY, you will love it” She said smiling
    She moan loudly as she mount on my d--k and took the whole length into her. She bounces on my d--k like a rubber ball; screaming, shouting, moaning and speaking in unknown tongues. I could observe a whitish thick fluid ejaculating out of her p---y. From my internet experience I deduce she has reach c----x. She ride me for several minute before she change the style to d----e. I was slow at first as she moans nosily. I increase the velocity when he start yelling ‘Harder, Please AY, harder’. Although it’s my first time, I put all my best into her satisfying her. I lost count of the times she reached c----x.
    “I’m cuming” I said with a grunt.
    “C-m inside me” she said giving me a wild smile.
    I was surprise at first but I had no other option than to heed to her word since she isn’t letting go. I shoot my load inside her and she attains o----m concurrently; causing a double o----m. We lay down on the bed spent.
    “You said you haven’t done this before and you are riding me brutally like an untamed horse” she said laughing
    “I mean it, this is my first time” I answer her defensively
    “Hope you enjoyed it” She ask with a smile
    “Every bit” I said smiling. She kiss my lips and move to the shower. I lay on the bed with thought of what just transpire between us in my head.
    “AY come and join me” She said from the shower. I join her in the bath and we had another round. Afterward, she left for her room while I lay feebly on my bed and I doze off.
    I wake up in the evening to the shout of my name. The Lioness is back and I’m in for trouble; I already sense I did something wrong with the way she is shouting. I move to the kitchen where the noise was coming from.
    “Welcome Ma” I said grumpily. She stares at me scornfully without replying my greeting.
    “Why did you cook Rice instead of Yam and egg as I have stated this morning” She shout at the top of her voice.
    “Ma…….I…” before I could say anything reasonable; she lifts the knife in her hand and attack me, I shield myself from her attack with my arm and I lost my right ring finger in the process.
    “Mummy, am the one that decide to cook rice. He was so stressed up and I told him not to bother himself” Joy says defensively standing at the kitchen door. She scream when she catch a glimpse of blood and a finger lying on the floor.
    She move closer to me. “AY, What happen?” she asked probing my eye for answer. I made to move out of the kitchen but stop midway, look back at her Mum wrathfully before finally exiting the kitchen. I could hear Joy telling her Mum what she did was unfair, but I care less. What infuriate me most is the fact that she just stood there without showing sympathy as if nothing happen, even if it was a mistake. I sit down on a bench in the verandah looking dejectedly at my decapitated finger, blood tickle slowly from it to the ground. A trail of blood had followed me to where I sat. Joy later come out and took me to a chemist shop. I was treated and given injection and we trek back home. She slept in my room that night. She cuddles me and I sleep blissfully like a baby.
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    The circular wheel of my life continues to spin in the same manner of rotation. I still do a lot of chores which Joy help me with. Temi goes to school, while I while away my time at home on assignment that isn’t contributing to my life. Since the incidence with Joy, our romantic act subdue her.
    I was in my room on a Sunday evening when I heard Joy’s Mum receiving a call.
    “Yeeeh, am doomed, this must be a joke. Accident!? How? It can’t be” She begin to cry after she the call. I could hear her clearly from my room. I heard her shouting her husband name. I know something was amiss so I came out of the room.
    “Mummy, what is wrong? I ask her gently
    “Someone called me just now, informing me that my husband has a car accident on his way home. You have finally succeeded in killing my husband ooo” She said wailing. I retreat back into my room to avoid story that touch. Hot tears roll down my cheek as her word reverberates in my ear. She visit the hospital my uncle was admitted into the next day. My Uncle died a week after the incidence. This world is full of agony and struggle. The only helper I know has left me. Assuming I know this world is a battleground, I would have come with weapon. House turn into a living hell after my Uncle’s death. Joy went back to school after he was buried and I was once again in solitude. Temi turns herself into a pest; manipulating me to do her wish and if I fail to assent with her, she will lie to her Mum and I will be severally punished for sin I didn’t commit. Perseverance has been a pill I take daily with the hope that everything will be all right fine sooner or later.
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    “What are you doing in my room? I ask Temi alarmed jolting up from bed.
    “Take it easy Ayo. Am just h---y and you are the only one available that can satisfy me tonight” she said coyly
    “What is the meaning of that? Did he not satisfy you today?” I ask furiously.
    “Who?” She asked puzzled.
    “Your boyfriend; the one you always go to, fabricating lies to Mum that you are going for tutorials”
    “Let’s forget about that. I want you tonight. I’m aware of your relationship with Joy and I keep it a secret. If I tell Mum, it won’t be easy on you, so forget about that and let’s do this” she said forcing herself on me.
    I push her away. “Listen and listen good, I don’t want you, I don’t need you. Leave this room now before I……” She cut me off with a blistering slap.
    I know the noise will attract her Mum since she is a light sleeper. I was ready for any action that unfolds after. When the door creaks open, Temi start shedding crocodile tears. On seeing Temi weeping, she gave me an undiluted slap which sends stars hovering over my head. I know I have lost the case from there.
    “Temi what happen, what did this Wizard did to you. Why did he slap you? She asked her.
    “He tried to rape me all because I came to his room to ask for my phone”
    Her Mum pounce on me and give me the thrashing of my life. She batters me frequently, but this one was raucous. I just lay on the floor, covering my face with my hand as she continues to hit me. Temi join in the beating as well.
    “I think it’s time you leave this house for us, you son of Lucifer. Pack your loads and leave this house now” She yell at me. I stood up wobbly and made to move to my tiny wardrobe which houses my tattered clothes.
    “You don’t any possession here. I purchase everything for you with me money. Just leave this house now”
    I adhere to her instruction and walk out of the room desolately. I check the time on the clock as I pass through the living room., the time display 22:45. Temi followed, mocking and calling me all sort of name.
    “That serves you right, instead of you to accept my offer gladly you repudiate, a whole me, Temi. Can you see what you have cause for yourself. Stupid goat, numskull, scram and don’t ever come back”. She yell at me before closing the gate behind me.
    I stare at the void street. ‘Where will I go now? Where will I start from? How am I going to live my life?’’. I ask myself these question as I advance into the street. The only source of illumination is the moon. I haven’t walk up to twenty minute when I sight an uncompleted building. I decide to stay there till dawn. I proceed into the building and I encounter a witty sight. The whole place was littered with dirt. A man in tattered clothes sat on a ghana-must-go bag talking to the air. When he saw me, he laugh hysterically and stand up. He beckon on me. I bolted when I heard him say “Welcome my friend” in his crazy tone

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    bring it on

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    @fb-adenugaadeprinzy post de rest of the episode under dis threat as a comment….

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    CHAPTER TWO
    I wake up with a splitting headache. I couldn’t makeout my exact location since the sky is still gloomy. I have pass the night in front of a shop sleeping on the bare floor. I’m worn out from yesternight running couple with the way I slept. I’m a good athlete, if not, the mad man would have caught up with me and does God knows what. I think of home but I couldn’t go back. My Uncle isn’t there to admonish his wife and Joy isn’t around to beg on my behalf. I manage to stand up, I start walking faintly around. I was hungry and frail. I have nowhere to go. People start moving into the street; they go about their daily schedules. While some look at me with despair, some with sympathy. My stomach was hurting and I don’t know have cash with me to buy food. After walking for what seems like an hour, I sight a shop afar with it owner sitting outside. I move closer to her. Seeing that the shop is crammed up with variety of provisions, I’m optimistic; getting something from her.
    “Please Ma, I need your help. Am very hungry and I don’t have money with me, please help me with something edible” I said pleading.
    “Youngman, I have nothing to offer you anything here. Go out there and work. That is how you walk around and steal from people. Leave here at once” She snap at me.
    I stood there transfix for some seconds before moving away. I thought about what the woman has said and her reaction. She has abundant but she can’t help someone with null. It’s annoying and aggrieving. I stood some distance away and think about my life. I came from an opulent background where I get everything I want at the right time. A tragedy makes me lose everything, and m on the verge of losing my personal myself. I gaze back at the shop and the woman was absent. My intellect was filled with distinct thought; one was asking the question while the other was giving answer.
    ‘What if am caught? I have never stolen in my life, why should I do that now?’
    ‘It’s not a big deal, you can’t get caught. She isn’t even around and it will be quick’
    ‘No, am not interested’
    ‘Then your hunger show has just begin’
    Without further reckoning, I adhere to the second thought. I walk warily towards the shop. I enter into the shop and grab a medium size bread. I was still searching for sardine when I heard a voice outside.
    “What are you doing there? Where is the owner of the shop?”The voice inquires.
    Before I could reply her, she already raise an alarm. ‘I shouldn’t have wait for the sardine’, I thought within myself.
    “It’s you, I know you are a thief; that is how you always do and I will teach you a lesson today” I heard the shop owner voice.
    I attempt to run but I was gripe by a muscular hand. The man who held me gave me a blinding slap. The girl who spot me earlier has left to call some area boys. Before I know what was happening, the guys start jungle justice on me.
    “Please am hungry that is why I took the bread. I asked her but she chased me away. Please it isn’t my fault, if it’s, please forgive me, I won’t do such again”.
    My justification falls on their deaf ear. They hit me continuously with punches and stick as I grovel on the muddy ground.
    “Go and bring tire and petrol, we are burning him” I heard a thick baritone voice instruct one of the boys. With the speed of lightning two guys was back with a canister and a tire. I feel a weight on my neck; a tire was fasten to my neck and an inorganic liquid was spray on me. Memories of my past flash through my head and I depict how I was going to burn. I clear my psyche and settle for the worst.
    “Please stop, this is injustice. I don’t mean to be indelicate here, but you should at least hand him over to the police and let them discipline him. Who are you to judge?” I heard a faint voice behind me. “What has he done to earn such treatment?”
    “He is a crook” the shop owner said
    “I don’t believe that but what did he steal?”
    “Bread and Sardine”
    “Just that!? Is that a concrete motive to kill him?”
    “Mr Man I told you already he is a thief, he came to me this morning that he is hungry, I know that is how they do, pretending just to steal from their victim” she said scornfully
    “Can you give me a profound explanation to what you just verbalize now? You heard yourself clearly; he came to you this morning and you were unable to help him and now you want to watch him burn. That is unjust young lady. How much is the money?”
    “One thousand naira” she said rudely
    “A thousand naira for just bread and sardine?” he asked astonished
    “Yes, are you paying or not? She reply hissing
    “Take, this is five thousand. Can he go now?”
    “Yes. Thief, pickpocket” she shouts at me.
    “You should have permit us to burn him” The man with the thick baritone voice fume as they disperse. I watch the whole scene with a fainting soul. I was help into a waiting bus.
    “You will be alright Son” He assure me. I lay/recline/stretch out on one of the back sit on the bus and I pass out.
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    I wake up on an infirmary bed groggily.
    “Thank God he is awake” I heard a female voice said beside me and she quickly dash out of the room. A man in what looks like a Priest robe walks in with a nurse and the other lady behind him. She check my vital and left after administering a note to the Man in white.
    “Good Morning” He said with a smile.
    “Morning Sir” I said weakly. “I really ………” He motion me to stop.
    “It’s okay Son. You don’t need to say anything for now. Get better first. We have a lot to talk about but your health is paramount now”
    “Thank you Sir”.
    I rest on the bed staring at the white ceiling avoiding the gaze of the young lady sitting beside my bed. I was out of the infirmary the second day. The Priest took me to his quarters. I relate my ordeal to him and he pledge to assist me. He is a Priest in a Catholic Church. I was send to the Orphanage home which was under the administration of the Catholic Church. They call it a Mission Home. The Mission home enclose both girls and boys who fall in my age bracket and it’s guided by stringent precept. The Mission Home isn’t only for Orphans, they help the waifs and strays also, who either chooses to move on with their life and profession attained or become a Priest if they aspire to. The Man by the name Mr Edward ensures I lack nothing. I was register into the Mission school where I had to start from Class 2. We were taught in the Christian way and I made a vow never to part from it. I acclimatize to my new environment but I was eccentric. Things move satisfactorily and I was delight my life had alter for the better.
    I was on my way to the hostel one certain Saturday when I sight Mr Edward with a girl heading to the Director’s office. I was dumbfounded when I set my eyes on her; I scrutinize her in disbelief. What amaze me about the girl is her similitude with Kemisola. She is the exact replica of Kemi in shape, skin colour, eyes, posture, the way she walks; expect for the height. I surmise Kemisola reincarnate into her. We get close and I get to know her better, she is older than me and her name is Theresa. We talked about our personal life and how we end up in the Mission home. She narrate how her Family were killed by armed robbers. She was nearly hit that night by Mr Edward, who was her saving grace. We act like brother and sister and Mr Edwards was happy when he perceive our intimacy. I rarely breach the regulations of the mission home but since Theresa arrival, I frequently go against the rules to defend her. Although we are taught in a Christian way, there are still some black sheep among us who do obscene things. One day, I involve in a brawl with some guys who pester Theresa. I was severely discipline for my misdeed but she knows better. I was reported to Mr Edward, and he seems not to care or maybe he doesn’t want to hurt my feelings with reproaching words.
    “Be careful Youngman. I must be on my way now” He said as he patted my shoulder and wave me goodbye that day.
    Life goes on routinely in the Mission home. It’s obvious my mates are now avoiding me. The last guy I dealt with for slapping Theresa has send them a noticeable warning. With a single punch to the jaw, he ends up in the infirmary. Theresa was later adopted by a rich woman which I heard about on my arrival from Mr Edwards place, I had went to his place to spend the weekend with him. This drill a hole in my heart, I lost appetite for days and I easily get carried away in my thoughts. My academic suffer for weeks. I know I won’t be able to see her again.
    Days turn into months, and months into year. I sat for my final exam in class 3 and I get the best result in the whole Mission home. After my secondary education, I was opt in for Plumbing works. I serve as an apprentice for two years before bagging a certificate in Plumbing and Water works. The committee was planning on sending me to the University when a rich young woman came to adopt me. She points directly to me as her adoptee immediately I step into the office. Mr Edward was against it because he is scared of loosing me. He formulates countless excuse but the woman wasn’t conceding to his word, she isn’t willing to let go. He finally concur when he realize the decision isn’t his alone, It’s a board decision and the majority win already when the woman was willing to pay million of naira to help the Mission home. He advice me and told me to call him anytime I need his help. He hugged me tight before letting go.
    “Can’t you pick another boy? Why him?”
    “This one is special”.
    “Just make sure he continue his education”
    “Sure, I will and thank you”
    A smile display on my face as the woman last conversation with Mr Edward flash into my head. She gaze at me frequently giving me a reassuring smile as she drive. Another adventure of life is about to begin.
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    “Welcome to my humble home. Feel free to do anything, this is your home now” She said patting my back.
    She walks up the stairs and disappear into a hallway. I settle down on the settee and marvel at the adornment of the mansion. There is nothing humble about the house. The décor was stunning and I guess the furnitures are imported. There is a large portrait of the woman which is pasted on the wall at the extreme end of the massive living room. I step close to take a look. A striking figure was beside her; even though the portrait is in an art form, her beauty still reflects. The girl in the portrait seems familiar but I couldn’t make out her face due to the quality of art, it looks more unless like a cartoon.
    “That is my daughter” I heard her voice behind me which teleport me back to actuality.
    I was startled but I quickly find my voice. “Okay Ma. She is beautiful.” I said shyly.
    “It’s time we know each other better, dear. You know we were both quiet through the journey here” She said with a smile.
    She signal me to sit beside her. We talked at length. From our conversation I get to know her name as Mrs Williams. She is thirty two year old. Her daughter with the name Teniola, is studying abroad. She is a business woman who import and export goods. I also told her my story and she feels commiserate.
    “Ma, what is with all the guards?” I ask her
    “It’s just for protection dear; citizen like me has to be watchful.” she said smiling.
    Every time she smile, she display her set of white teeth. I think that is already part of her.
    “It’s time for dinner dear”.
    We move to the dinner table. Two maid set the table with several dishes. The open the dish to reveal distinct delicacies ranging from fried rice, jollof, stew, chicken, salad and plantain to wine, juices and yoghurt. She serve the food herself.
    “You can go now” she said to the maid and they left instantly. “You are my son now. I will always show you love as my own and I will try best to make you happy”. She said stroking my head.
    “Thank you Ma, I appreciate you kind gesture.”
    We dine quietly. Her gaze was fixed on me throughout the dinning period. She accompanies me personally to my room when we finish eating. I was astonish by the perfection of the room furniture, décor and stuff as I take a glimpse of the room. All my basic need was in the room. The room was set in a manner which confirms she was expecting my arrival. The wardrobe was filled with designer wears and shoe.
    “Goodnight Dear” she said placing a kiss on my cheek.
    “Good………night………Ma” I said stuttering, feeling awe from the kiss effect. I dive into the bed with my clothes on. I rest my head on the soft cushion and doze off.

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    CHAPTER THREE
    It’s been five months and life with Mrs Williams has been comfy and exuberant. She satiate all my need. She always chastise if I involve myself in house chores. She pampers me a lot. I was friendly to the maids and guards. I hang out with them, we gist and have fun. Mrs Williams has been a keen and virtuous woman but the fact that she fails to fulfill her end of the bargain is grieving. On several occasion, I inquire about my schooling and she has been giving me the same reply. “Very soon Dear, I will enlist you into a university, but for now, sit down and enjoy yourself”. I feel wistful anytime she replies but I don’t have a choice. I always lie to Mr Edward anytime he call and ask me about school; he won’t take it lightly if he know the truth and I don’t want anything that will cause enmity between the two party.
    I was inside my room one night surfing on my phone, when I hear Mrs Williams calling my name vociferously from her room. I quickly rush to her room since her room is beside mine. I unbolt the door and walk in; I met her sitting barely naked with a panty and bra on a stool in front of the mirror. I made to move out but she quickly stand up, draw me back and shove me to the bed.
    “Please, F--k me” I heard her tiny voice in my head.
    Several thought race through my mind. I know she has the desire to makeout with me for the pass few month but she has been controlling herself. I’m still deliberating on what to do when she mount on me and start to undress me. I assent to her asking; I don’t want to go back to the street. We had it that night. She slept off after exhausting herself. I cuddle her and lay the blanket on our sweat shimmering bodies. She snore lightly. I kiss her lightly on the forehead and close my eye. Reflection of the occurrence keeps playing in my head. I had no choice, I wasn’t a saint and I have to make her happy, since she has been my source of happiness for the past few months. I drift into dreamland after fighting my thoughts for what seem like forever.
    I wake up to a luscious kiss.. I look into her brilliant eye and mutter a “Good Morning”.
    “Thanks for yesterday Sweetheart. I really need that badly” She said heading to the bathroom. After some minutes I jolt from my thought when I heard my name.
    “AY, please pass me the towel, it’s on the stool” She said from the bathroom.
    I dash into the bathroom with the towel. I explore her young and lustful body. She has a body that is far younger than her age which constitute a moderately pear shaped breast, a curvy ass couple with a large voluptuous hip. She is chubby with an average height, all this complement her glowing dark chocolate skin. After the shower, we had breakfast of Bread and fried egg. She went on a business meeting while I stay at home watching movies in my room.
    ************************************************
    Since the incident with Mrs Williams, I try to chaste myself but I find it rather difficult since her mountain always find her way to my Mohammed.
    “Please don’t call me Madam or use Ma for me, call me Adetutu. I prefer that” She told me one afternoon. She had arrived earlier from a business meeting. We’re lying down on the bed in my room after having a cold shower; her head on my lap.
    “Ma, you know I can’t do that, it’s ludicrous and contemptuous” I said coyly.
    “Please Ay, I want it that way. Do me the favour” She said with a pleading eye. I later give in after lot of argument. We have sex anytime we want especially when she is around. I give up on schooling when I realize she isn’t ready to give in.
    I‘m home alone one boring afternoon; I decided to watch TV in the living room so I descend downstairs. I’m astound by the sight that stare me in the eye. One of the maid in person of Sarah repose seductively on the settle. She is fast asleep and her snore was inaudible. I move closer to her and gave her a light tap on the shoulder. She wake up frightened and covers her half showing boobs with her palm.
    “Hey, I don’t mean to frighten you. There is no need to panic” I said sitting down next to her giving her an assuring smile. I had shown interest in the girl the first day I set my eyes on her but she hasn’t given me a chance to talk to her personally. She only greet me and go about her daily job.
    “Why are you sleeping on the couch? Why don’t you go to your room?” I ask in a cool tone
    “I’m watching TV; I don’t know when I fall asleep” She reply timidly
    “It’s okay. I also came downstairs to watch TV” I replied but she was already on her feet, making her move to leave. I quickly shoot my shot. “Please stay and watch TV with me. Please grant me this little wish, I will appreciate it”. She sat down after much persuasion. We watch a romantic Hollywood movie. “How do you end up here, Sarah?” I asked her after the movie was end.
    “This question opens a healing wound in my heart. If you really want to know, I will tell you” She said with tears in her eye. I feel sorry for her as she narrates her story to me with a tearful eye. When you haven’t been to another man’s farm, you will say your father’s farm is the biggest. I thought I had the most painful experience, when I heard Sarah’s story, I feel pity for her. Her Uncle was having sex with her, and he threatens to kill her if she expose him to his wife. She have nowhere to run to, so fleeing isn’t an option for her. His Uncle’s wife treat her badly couple with the fact that she has to abort two pregnancy for her Uncle. His wife later gets to know about this and chase her out. Miss Williams have saved her from the cold hands of death when she was left for death after being hit by a fast moving vehicle. I respond by telling here my story and since then, we had been best of friend. I have always thought she is a bimbo, but when we become intimate, I realize she is a vibrant y lady. She is calm and lively to be with, so we get along easily. I made my sentiment known to her. At first she was averse for the fear of Mrs Williams; however, she later accede to my proposal when she can’t hide her feelings anymore. We get intimate without creating any suspicions to the other maid or Adetutu.
    “Ayo, I want you to be careful with Madam, she has a card up her sleeve” She said one afternoon when we are sitting alone in the garden of the mansion.
    “Why did you say so, Sarah?” I asked amused
    “She has other motives for adopting you. I have been working with her for years now and I know a little about her if not all. You aren’t even the first person she will adopt. I think she is infertile”
    I stare blankly at her. “I can’t believe such, she has a daughter schooling overseas?”
    “She adopts her too. She disappear one day and till now, I couldn’t fathom her reason for doing such. We were best friend and I miss her so much” she said sadly.
    “Why are you telling me this Sarah?
    Her face shows compassion “It’s because I love you AY and I don’t want to lose you. You are the only person that I have ever love this much. It’s just a pity we can’t end up together” Her eye is already filled with tears now.
    “Babe, I love you too. I haven’t loved someone like this in my life too; you are the first person that makes my heart skip a beat. We will end up well Dear, don’t panic. I will try all my possible best to get you out of here”
    “Please be careful” she add.
    “I will baby and that is because I love you”. I said hugging her and giving her a light romantic kiss which she reciprocates.
    ************************************************
    I sat down on my bed surfing the socials for news and job. Been alone at home, eating and watching TV without anything legitimate thing to do is already irritating me, I need to let Adetutu know today. She walks in and throw herself at me.
    “Baby, I really miss you” she said giving me a light kiss. I frown and ignore her.
    “Baby what is wrong?” she asked with a sad tone
    “I need to find something doing, am tired of staying at home. All I do is watch TV, sleep and eat like a foodie. Find me a pleasing job if you can’t send me to school. I need a job” I yell at her
    She sighed. “Ayo, take it easy. I can feel your pain, please give me little time, all will be fine” she reply.
    “That is all you have been saying. You are just pacifying me with sweet words. I don’t want that anymore, I want action. I have been in the house for over a year doing nothing. It’s unjust. You can’t just keep me here whiling away my time, doing nothing while your daughter is over there, studying” Sarah already told me the truth about her daughter but I would like to hear from the horse’s mouth.
    “Don’t bring my daughter matter into this” she said hissing
    “Why won’t I?” I fire back at her “You promise to tend to all my needs but you deny me education, I won’t take that anymore” I said rising up from the bed. I head to the wardrobe and start arranging my clothes into a small travelling bag.
    “Ay, what are you doing?” she asked amazed
    “What does it look like? Am leaving for good, this confinement is maddening, I want to be free. I now realize you have adopted me only for your sexual desire. You already turn me to a sex freak. Am not interested anymore” I said enraged without leaving the task at hand.
    “Ayo, my Son please don’t do this to me. I love you and I don’t want to lose you” she said in a coarse voice
    “You claim to love me and you do call me your son; you make love to your son!! Who does that? Is that love? Tell me”. I hear her sob. Firstly I ignore her but when our gaze met, I feel ruthful. I leave the clothes and move closer to her. “Am sorry Adetutu, I don’t intend to hurt you, I just want you to understand my pain too” I hug her and she broke into tears.
    “Am sorry Ayo, am so sorry” she said crying
    “You don’t need to me. I should be the one apologizing?”
    “You don’t understand”
    “Understand what” I ask puzzled
    “Since the first day I set my eye on you, I have fallen in love with you. I want you in my life and I don’t want to lose you, Ayomide”
    I wipe her tears with my palm “Am sorry for been the reason behind your tears”
    “It’s okay, I’m fine. I will explain everything to you today since you want to know. I have been hiding a lot from you and I’m ready to open up to you” She continue “My husband divorce me when I was unable to give him a child. Although I advice him we should adopt one, but he refused bluntly. It was my fault” She said sobbing audibly.
    “Calm down Tutu. Am not judging you and I never will” I draw her close
    “I had a lot of abortion when I was young which leads to a damaged womb” she sigh and give me a ‘should I continue’ look. I give her a satisfying nod. “After the divorce, I was left with little savings. I had to struggle to survive. One of my friend introduce me to a business which she claim is easy and the profit is huge. All my tactic to know the nature of the business yield no better result, she assure me there is nothing to worry about and I give in since I need to augment the little cash with me. When I venture into the business with all my capital, the real objective was disclose to me.” She stop and stare at the floor.
    “What type of business is it” I asked
    “It’s a coke transporting business”
    “Coke!? That is a better business dear” I said grinning
    “No Ay, Coke is just a mantra for cocaine”. On hearing this, I cover my mouth with my palm. “Anytime I tell you I’m going for business; that is what I do go for, transporting cocaine from one state or country to another. Sometimes, I do travel abroad to deliver it”
    I sigh “What about your daughter?”
    “I lied to you about her. I adopted and train her. She was my assistance. She run away with a package one day. This cause my setback as the owner of the goods start to importune and threaten me, hence the guards. I had to spend all my cash to get him another package since the package is immense. If not for my friend, I would have start from the bottom.”
    “Why are just telling me now?” I demand
    “As I said earlier, My love for you is incomparable. My goal was to pick a business associate that day, but when I set my eye on you; I changed my mind. If I had told you about my shady business, you might have abscond just like her” She reply remorsefully
    “You should have tried; instead of keeping me in the dark and denying me of schooling since you claim to love me”
    “I couldn’t afford to lose you to anyone else. I love you more than you could imagine. If I have send you to school, you will find another girl out there which will keep me off limit” she said sadly
    I draw her closely in a tight hug “Don’t worry baby, I love you too and I will do anything just for you”
    “Thank you” she said coyly
    “Let me be your associate” I said frankly
    “My what?” she asked amazed
    “Your partner, I will like to work with”
    “Ay, I won’t allow such, I don’t want any harm to………” I seal her lips with a hot kiss which lead to a wild sex. We lay on the bed spent and sleep off.
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    Adetutu taught me all the strategy required for the job. And in few months I become an expert in the delivery of the ‘package’. I receive my own share of the business anytime I deliver a package and it all goes into Tutu’s account. I obtain a licensed pistol for my personal protection after I was ambushed by a merchant one day and I escape by a hair breath. I was trained for months on how to use the pistol and I became an expert. I had used it on several occasions when its application is employ. My relationship with Sarah was ongoing and I put Adetutu in the dark about it. Sarah knows about my relationship with Tutu; I had explained everything to her and she is the understanding type. I told her we will abscond to someplace better when the time comes. Sarah gives me everything I want. My love for her escalates everyday and I know her love for me is perpetual.
    In one of my package delivery escapades, I was to deliver a package to a Merchant in the next state. As an agent, I dressed in a complete blue coloured suit with a complimenting black shoe. I enter into my car, bid Adetutu goodbye and speed off. On getting to the border out of the state, I sight armed uniform men from a distance. I reduce the car speed and maneuver it to one side of the highway, bringing it to a halt. I reposition the package to the booth from the passenger sit beside me. I enter into the car, start the engine and speed towards them.
    One of the men beckon on me to stop. I maneuver to one side; press a button by the door which automatically roll down the side glass before stopping the engine.
    “Good afternoon Sir. Where are you heading to?” He said in a thick missed accent.
    “Silvertown” I answer
    “To do what, Sir?”
    “I guess that is personal”
    “Am very sorry Sir, but it’s my job?”
    “I’m not saying it isn’t, but that question is private”
    “Okay Sir, if you say so. What is your profession?”
    “Am a business man”
    “Businessman? What type of business?”
    “Import and export”
    “Can I see your ID card?”
    “Okay Sir” I brought out the sham ID card I always have with me and display it to him.
    “Can I see your papers, Sir”
    “That won’t be a problem” I said handling him the papers.
    “Okay Sir” He said returning the Papers after perusing it. “Please Sir would you mind coming down I need to conduct a quick search”.
    I sigh. “Please be quick, I don’t have all day” I said moving out of the car.
    “Am sorry Sir, I’m just doing my job; I would like to know the content in the booth.”
    On hearing that, hot sweat saturates my body.
    “Sir, what…do…you…say?” I said shuddering
    “I need to check your booth” He reply looking at me strangely as if he knows what is going on in my mind.
    He escort me to the car rare. I faze before opening the booth. The suitcase lies in the unfilled booth.
    “What is inside the case Sir” He ask faintly.
    “What?” I said emphasizing on the word
    “Can you please open the case Sir? I need to see the content”
    “You say what?”
    “I need to know the content of the case” He reiterate with a angry tone.
    I picked up the suitcase and stare at it as if I haven’t seen a case in my life. The case is secured with a type of special lock which requires a four digit code. Though, I don’t know the code but I have an idea. I overheard Tutu telling someone a four digit code one day which I deduce to be the pin since all the cases have the same code; Adetutu told me that, but she refused to tell me the code. I input the code and make up my mind for the worst. One day is for the thief, a day is for the owner. I open the case timorously and show him the case without looking inside cause I already know my game is up. I imagine myself being handcuffed and whisk into a waiting police van. I imagine the state Adetutu will be in if she find out about my arrest. I imagine myself in prison.
    “No, not again” I don’t know when I speak out audibly.
    “What?” I reply with a nod signifying ‘Nothing Sir’. “Okay Sir, am very sorry for troubling you and wasting your time. You are free to go now. I’m just doing my job. Thanks for the cooperation” He said smiling.
    His word caught me by surprise. I peep into an empty case. I now realize why the man made the earlier utterance. A smile register on my face and on second thought, I was despondent.
    “No problem” I mutter/mumble and enter into my car.
    I rest my head on the steering. ‘What is really happening? Am I transporting an empty suitcase? Are these people playing prank with me? What if I’m caught?’ Various thoughts cross my mind. I thank my star I wasn’t with my gun, It could have made it worst. I start the car engine and zoom off. I get to the location approximately 16:32. The place is a mansion magnificently structured in the heart of a small village. People won’t believe that such place could be a hide out for criminal activity even if they were told. I knock lightly on the gate and I was allow in after telling the securityman my mission. The whole place is full of Bodyguard. I was usher into the main building by one of the guard. On getting to the living room, I drop the case on the broad mahogany table in front of the Merchant. After the salutation; I sit on the armchair opposite him. The table is full of different weapon, ammunition and stuff ranging from pistols, Ak47, shotgun, bullets, and knives; to bottle of spirits, cocaine, weed, cigar, tobacco and solid pill drugs.
    “That is your package, Sir”
    “Thank you” He said in a deep masculine voice. He attempt to unlock the suitcase. I want to tell him the case is empty, but I quickly terminate such thought. I sit down nervously watching the unfolding drama. I watch closely as he input the code and the case sprang open. My heart skipped a beat and I mumble my prayer. I could see his bloodshot eye scrutinizing me; suddenly he burst into a ludicrous laugh. He laugh for some minute but it seems like eternity to me. I join in the laugh to hide my anxiety.
    “This is meant to protect you guys from the Police. I know you will run into little trouble with the Police on your way here” He said grinning.
    “Yes Sir” I said valiantly trying to cover my fear.
    “If we hadn’t hidden the stuff, you would have been caught in their nest” He said cutting the bottom layer of the empty case with a knife revealing the content. I was awed. “Thank you” He said shaking me gently.
    “You welcome Sir”.
    The transaction was finalize when he transferred the money into Adetutu’s account and I confirm it by calling her. I left the building and head home. Life is really something else, I thought about the whole scenario on my way home. It’s indeed a eventful and humorous day.
    *************************************************
    I lurch into the living room with a bottle of Hennessey cling under my arm. I’m just coming back from the club that evening and I am wasted. I reek of alcohol and marijuana. The maids cover their nose as I walk by. I head upstairs holding the railing as support; I stop at the doorway as I heard Tutu’s raucous voice inside. ‘Who is she shouting at and why is she home earlier?”’ I ask myself. I turn the knob lightly and open the door. I met Sarah on her kneels pleading in tears, while Tutu face the window. She turn to face me when she heard my voice.
    “Dear……what……is……happening……here?” I asked stuttering
    “Thank God you are home, welcome Dear”
    “You haven’t answered my question”
    “Ask this s--t”
    I look in Sarah direction; her beautiful eyes were red with tears. I move to the bed; I drop heavily on it releasing the bottle in my hand on the floor.
    “Talk to me Tutu. What is wrong? Why are you home earlier? I thought you were travelling before”
    “I receive a call from Funke”
    “Who is Funke?
    “So, you don’t know Funke. I see” she continue “She is one of the maid; she inform me that Sarah hasn’t been feeling fine for some days now and all her description of the sickness points to pregnancy”
    “What, Sarah, is it true you are pregnant?”
    “No Sir, I am not”
    “See, she isn’t pregnant. It’s just a misinformation” I said drunkenly.
    Sarah stand up an dash into the bathroom. She came out with a sad face.
    “That proves it all, Ayo, and if you don’t believe, this is the test result from the hospital I took her to today.” She drop a piece of paper on my lap. I took it and try to read the content but my brain was unable to process what was written on it. She continue “I have been asking her who is responsible for her pregnancy and she has refuse to tell me. Thank God you are here now; perhaps she will open up to you”
    “Sarah, who is responsible for your pregnancy” I ask her calmly and she points to me instantly.
    “What, are you okay? Hope you are not drunk. What is the meaning of that, are you telling me that Ayo got you pregnant”
    “Yes Ma”. She finally found her word.
    “Ayo, tell me that is not true” she said in quivering tone
    My eye was cleared from the inebriation. “Baby I am sorry” I mutter ruefully.
    “Ayo” she called with a tearful eyes “So, you don’t love me. I trust you and give you everything, still you choose to cheat on me. Funke has been telling me but I always tell her it’s not possible, so this is how you want to repay me”
    “It’s not like that Adetutu, I have always have feelings for this girl the first day I saw her. She is my heart desire. I really love her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her”
    “So, you can say that to my face” She said in astonishment.
    “Am sorry, Tutu. You know vividly we can’t be together. I have my own life to live. I can’t be your slave forever”
    “I know it’s going to end this way. I know you will later leave just as Teni left”. She said facing the window in tears.
    I move closer to Sarah and pull her up. I was about hugging her when Adetutu launch at us irately pushing Sarah out of the way. She hit her head against the wall. Blood splatter on the white wall as she slump to the floor. I quickly rush and drop behind her, holding her in my arm.
    “I…….love……love……love……you……you……AAA……AAAA……Ayo”. She stutter her last word before giving up. Shock was written over Tutu’s face as she stood at the door, she feel compunctious for her action. She rush out of the room and slam the door. I was still on the floor cuddling Sarah’s lifeless body when two armed Police Officer came in.
    “You are under arrest for the death of Miss Sarah, anything you say will be used against you in the court of law” One of them said while the other handcuffed me. I follow them like a goat been lead to the slaughter. I knew Adetutu would have written her statement against me in the police station. It’s a case I can’t win; she has the upper hand and the connection to win them over.
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    After two weeks of affliction in the cell, I was charged to court. I was an alleged murderer on the ground that I kill Sarah by pushing her to her death according to Adetutu’s statement. The Government Counsel calls Adetutu into the witness box on the judgment day to testify as the only witness. After the oath, she was given audience.
    “Can you please tell this Court what happen that day” The government Counsel asks her.
    “On the day of the incident, I was coming back from work. I overheard their arguement at the doorway, so I wait at the door to listen properly. He was arguing with her over the pregnancy. He wants her to terminate it but she isn’t consenting to his plan. I rush in when I heard her scream; I met her in the pool of blood. He just kill the innocent girl”. She said shedding crocodile tears without feeling remorse for her lies.
    “With the evidence before me and this court of law, it’s very lucid that you, Mr Ayomide murdered Miss Sarah because she carries your child and you want her to have abortion in which she doesn’t yield to. As the Defense Counsel has said that you aren’t yourself on the day of the incident, you acted out of intoxication; I will hereby tender judgment with mercy. Here is my judgment; you are hereby sentence to twenty five years imprisonment with hard labor”.
    “Court” the Court Clerk shouted
    I stood in the box transfixed. I wish I could wake up from my slumber. I look at Adetutu and she bury her face in ignominy. I was taken by the Warder into a waiting van which covey me to the maximum prison.
    My prison adventure begin as soon as I get down from the bus; clothes were distributed to us and we were showed our cell. Life in the prison isn’t amiable. I was faced with lot of challenges. We lack the basic needs and we toil all day. I was bullied by my fellow inmates. I complained to the warder and they were unable to find a solution. This continues for some months before I decide to put an end to it myself.
    I just finish clearing my own portion of land one sunny afternoon. I decide to rest before back to my cell. I recline on a bench thinking about my life when I heard my name been called.
    “Hey, take this and cut my own part too”. The leader of the gang said pointing his cutlass to me. I ignore him. “Are you deaf? Am talking to you” He bark at me angrily.
    I act as if he doesn’t exist as I shift my gaze away from him. A deafening slap landed on my face. The other inmates start hailing him. I stand up and reciprocate with a twinging slap. He staggers back. He was terrified. He launch at me angrily with the cutlass raise up, I duck swiftly and hit him hard in the stomach. He drops the cutlass and screech in pain. I pounce on him, launching several punch on his body. We were separated by the Warder and sent to our cell without food. Since then, I have been given my respect.
    The prison life has become a part of me at the beginning of the second year and in my third year, I have become a boss who everybody hail, fear and give homage to, inmate run errands for me and I have my own gang, even the Warders wont dare to face my wrath. In my sixth year serving, a new government came into power. I’m one of the prisoner granted amnesty by the State Governor. On the day of my release I was ambivalent; ecstatic for coming out of prison and moody because I have no one to turn to. I cover my face as the rays of the sun penetrate my iris as I step out o f the prison huge gate. I move along the dusty road under the harsh afternoon sun. I don’t know where to start from, where to go or what to do. A thought came into my mind. ‘I think that is the best option’; I said to myself as I continue my walk.

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    Thx for de invite boss Daniel Edem…
    Ride on my writer!!!

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