the hub of entertainment….
Mr Dimples stretch forth his hand to help me up from the floor but I refused. “Have you not heard the word sorry before” I asked, he just smiled left me there and walked to one of the cars parked outside to retrieve what ever he came to pick. I stood up dust myself and
The gentleman gave quite a speech because the applause was deafening. “Did you Notice that young man” asked Doris. “Which one” I pretended not to know who she was referring to “the one with the ash suit, mr dimples” I faced her and said “oh now you have nick named him mr dimples” we chatted
We picked a date to visit Bayo’s family. It was a thursday morning, we were in Bayo’s car. Richard was driving, christy sat beside him. While I and Bayo sat behind. Everyone seemed their usual happy self except me. I was nervous, would Bayo’s parent accept me? am I good enough for Bayo? Would I
We got to lagos at around 10am the next morning. Immediately, we went to the Bank were my Dad and his friend had their safe. We were taken to the manager’s office. He went through his files to determine the particular safe deposit box we came for. “Am sorry” he said “we cannot opened that
The moment we left mr Christopher office, I knew something was not right. Something didn’t add up. But I could not place my finger on it. We got to our hotel very late, we were tired and hungry, we didn’t say much on the way. We needed to rest and analyze all we
I fell on my knees and begged mrs Badmos. “mummy please forgive me if I did anything wrong.” i pleaded. Beat me, punish me but please don’t send me away”. She was soo angry, all the Hatred she had for me came rushing out. She told me how she wanted me gone the first day
A letter came in from my school that I had been awarded a scholarship due to excellent performance in school. I was happy and over joyed, I had something to live for. As years past on God gave me the strength to bear all the pain caused by my aunt. I was focused I had
My name is Happiness Dayo. I am from ogun state. I woke up to my nightmare on december 5th 1996. “Happy wake up, wake up” this was the voice of our maid ireti. “Aunty what happened? You sound scared”. I was 8 years old but very wise. “Shhhhhhhhhhh she said. Do not make a sound”
The nurses around quickly ran to Amelia’s side… She was unconscious. They quickly got a stretcher and wheeled her into the very same ward where Brenda was admitted. She was placed on a bed next to Brenda. Of course, Dave and Brenda saw her. One would think they would have gloated and torn her apart
Mr Edwards was quite impressed. He offered to give Amelia a good massage for a job well done and for getting it done within the shortest possible time. She stripped down to her underwear and Mr Edwards began massaging her back… Her heart was racing and every stroke of his hand pleasured her. She was