I used to be that innocent girl who
had the world at her feet. I was
beautiful and I had eyes and HIPS
that could make men sway, and to
top it all up, I was a Christian, a very
good Christian with a heart burning
for God. When I entered the
university, I met a guy, his name
was DERRICK. I couldn’t believe my
luck the first time I bumped into
him on my way to class, he had
such a kind smile and a tender look
that weakened my knees when he
spoke. Because I was late for class
we couldn’t talk much but barely
three weeks later, I met him at the
fresher’s night party and I was
overwhelmed. We got talking and I
found out that he was in his second
year and from that night, we
became an inseparable pair. At first,
we were friends and as months
passed by, we got closer and closer
and the chemistry between us was
undeniable. About a year after I
entered the university, Derrick and I
started dating. He was everything a
girl could ever want and desire save
the fact that he wasn’t so much ofa
Christian. Derrick had magical hands
that made him hard to resist and
most times I fell for it. At first, I felt
bad but when I couldn’t help falling
into the same pit I killed the guilt
on my inside. And then one day,
one of my friends said I was getting
fatter and that got me thinking and
in the process I began to link the
dots…first I had a vomiting spree
every morning which I thought was
due to a flu and then I had this
morning sickness which I felt was
due to stress and then my missing
period…oh no it can’t be possible I
said to myself, I couldn’tbe
pregnant!!! After a series of test
outside school, I realized the
deadliest truth, I was indeed
pregnant. I was only nineteen, I still
had a whole life ahead of me, what
was I going to do. I couldn’t tell my
parents, they wouldn’t hear of it.
Ihad to go to Derrick to tell him
what I had found out. On telling
him, I saw him fly into a temper I
had never seen in my life. He was so
hysterical, calling me all sorts of
names and I didn’t even know
when I started crying heart
drenching tears of hurt and
betrayal. When he looked into my
eyes he must have realized how
scared and hurt I was and so he
pulled me close and ran his hands
through my hair until I had calmed
down and then he said tome in the
most subtle voice ever”why don’t
you have an abortion”.I pulled back
instantly, I couldn’t have an
abortion! But when he talked about
my parents and the sanctioning of
the school and the fellowship which
I belonged to, I knew I had no other
choice. Derrick had made all the
arrangements and so on the
supposed day we went to the
room- like clinic. I shivered all
through my way there but Derrick
kept telling me that it would be
okay and that he was proud that I
made such a brave decision. When I
entered into the room where the
abortionwas supposed to take place
I laid down on the table trying to
dissociate my mind from what I
was about to do and then a young
man told me sternly, ” you know I
can’t perform this procedure with
your underwear on” and then I
began to pull it off.As I did this a
sense of guilt overwhelmed me,
first I had pulled off my
UNDERWEAR of pleasure and now I
was pulling it off to get rid of the
stigma the pleasure had brought…
what a shame, I felt so exposed. All
through the times that I felt
instruments coming in and out of
me, I kept thinking of the lady I had
become and the hypocrite I had
transformed into. I let out a sigh,
only if I can get through this I
muttered… only if… and then I felta
sharp pain pierce through the
whole of my body, I screamed
butthen the doctor told me to be
quiet. I felt another pain but this
time I bit my lip and then the pain
began to come in successions. I
instinctively knew that something
was wrong but I was too weak
totalk or to move and then I
heardthe voices of Derrick and the
doctor talking about the fact that
Iwas bleeding excessively. The pain
was so unbearable and I could feel
myself getting weaker and weaker.
With the last strengthin me, I
pleaded with God”Oh Lord I’m so
sorry for taking my under wears off,
please forgive me.” and I drifted
into a world where the pain
seemed less hurtful and the voices
seemed more distant.

May her soul rest in peace

Eeya.

nikkyshyne: Eeya.

I hope all Nairaland babes will learn from her mistake

¤_¤

There ain't no way in Hell I am gonna read that.....too effing long

SMH

At least we all enjoyed some low quality fiction

sexkillz: Her soul rest in peace? If she is dead, how did she send the post?

Bloggers are getting dumber by the day.

There are better ways to pass a good message across.

Oh really? You know better right?? Tell us some Mr Know it all......

Ijele-igbo:


Oh really? You know better right?? Tell us some Mr Know it all......

Though am pained to say this but I concur with sexkillz.

donigspain: Though am pained to say this but I concur with sexkillz.

So do I

donigspain: Though am pained to say this but I concur with sexkillz.

Cool! Ain't gat a problem with that.....

So did she die of the abortion and come back from the dead to report it?

The way it was written is just too creepy. What's the message? Don't have sex before marriage??

star*:
So did she die of the abortion and come back from the dead to report it?

The way it was written is just too creepy. What's the message? Don't have sex before marriage??

The message? Good question!
SAY NO TO ABORTION!!!!!!!

Ijele-igbo:


The message? Good question!
SAY NO TO ABORTION!!!!!!!

and YES to pre-marital sekx? Lol, why not tackle the stressor (pre-marital sekx), which is a proactive measure anyway, than going for the reactive measure (abortion)?

donigspain: and YES to pre-marital sekx? Lol, why not tackle the stressor (pre-marital sekx), which is a proactive measure anyway, than going for the reactive measure (abortion)?

In this age, its difficult to say NO to premarital s'ex and you know that quite well!
Abortion is murder! NO TO ABORTION

Oga Op Relax......

Ijele-igbo:


The message? Good question!
SAY NO TO ABORTION!!!!!!!

Well how do we get pregnant mate??

Abortion is murder I agree, and scratching the surface of this problem... don't you think with all the pressures of society and the judgement women face who have children out of marriage is actually largely the cause of these decisions? If we accepted that yes most people do have pre marital sex and that it takes two to tango maybe the outcome of these situations would be very different. However. People will still have sex outside marriage and babies will still be aborted secretly for acceptance into society and non judgement. 

The problem lies within hypocritical attitudes.

Wouldn't it be nice if we were all perfect

Ijele-igbo:
I used to be that innocent girl who
had the world at her feet. I was
beautiful and I had eyes and HIPS
that could make men sway, and to
top it all up, I was a Christian, a very
good Christian with a heart burning
for God. When I entered the
university, I met a guy, his name
was DERRICK. I couldn’t believe my
luck the first time I bumped into
him on my way to class, he had
such a kind smile and a tender look
that weakened my knees when he
spoke. Because I was late for class
we couldn’t talk much but barely
three weeks later, I met him at the
fresher’s night party and I was
overwhelmed. We got talking and I
found out that he was in his second
year and from that night, we
became an inseparable pair. At first,
we were friends and as months
passed by, we got closer and closer
and the chemistry between us was
undeniable. About a year after I
entered the university, Derrick and I
started dating. He was everything a
girl could ever want and desire save
the fact that he wasn’t so much ofa
Christian. Derrick had magical hands
that made him hard to resist and
most times I fell for it. At first, I felt
bad but when I couldn’t help falling
into the same pit I killed the guilt
on my inside. And then one day,
one of my friends said I was getting
fatter and that got me thinking and
in the process I began to link the
dots…first I had a vomiting spree
every morning which I thought was
due to a flu and then I had this
morning sickness which I felt was
due to stress and then my missing
period…oh no it can’t be possible I
said to myself, I couldn’tbe
pregnant!!! After a series of test
outside school, I realized the
deadliest truth, I was indeed
pregnant. I was only nineteen, I still
had a whole life ahead of me, what
was I going to do. I couldn’t tell my
parents, they wouldn’t hear of it.
Ihad to go to Derrick to tell him
what I had found out. On telling
him, I saw him fly into a temper I
had never seen in my life. He was so
hysterical, calling me all sorts of
names and I didn’t even know
when I started crying heart
drenching tears of hurt and
betrayal. When he looked into my
eyes he must have realized how
scared and hurt I was and so he
pulled me close and ran his hands
through my hair until I had calmed
down and then he said tome in the
most subtle voice ever”why don’t
you have an abortion”.I pulled back
instantly, I couldn’t have an
abortion! But when he talked about
my parents and the sanctioning of
the school and the fellowship which
I belonged to, I knew I had no other
choice. Derrick had made all the
arrangements and so on the
supposed day we went to the
room- like clinic. I shivered all
through my way there but Derrick
kept telling me that it would be
okay and that he was proud that I
made such a brave decision. When I
entered into the room where the
abortionwas supposed to take place
I laid down on the table trying to
dissociate my mind from what I
was about to do and then a young
man told me sternly, ” you know I
can’t perform this procedure with
your underwear on” and then I
began to pull it off.As I did this a
sense of guilt overwhelmed me,
first I had pulled off my
UNDERWEAR of pleasure and now I
was pulling it off to get rid of the
stigma the pleasure had brought…
what a shame, I felt so exposed. All
through the times that I felt
instruments coming in and out of
me, I kept thinking of the lady I had
become and the hypocrite I had
transformed into. I let out a sigh,
only if I can get through this I
muttered… only if… and then I felta
sharp pain pierce through the
whole of my body, I screamed
butthen the doctor told me to be
quiet. I felt another pain but this
time I bit my lip and then the pain
began to come in successions. I
instinctively knew that something
was wrong but I was too weak
totalk or to move and then I
heardthe voices of Derrick and the
doctor talking about the fact that
Iwas bleeding excessively. The pain
was so unbearable and I could feel
myself getting weaker and weaker.
With the last strengthin me, I
pleaded with God”Oh Lord I’m so
sorry for taking my under wears off,
please forgive me.” and I drifted
into a world where the pain
seemed less hurtful and the voices
seemed more distant.

May her soul rest in peace

pls stop all dis facebook message. we are tired of reading them. let dis be the last u will copy for facebook nd paste there.....

star*:



Well how do we get pregnant mate??

Abortion is murder I agree, and scratching the surface of this problem... don't you think with all the pressures of society and the judgement women face who have children out of marriage is actually largely the cause of these decisions? If we accepted that yes most people do have pre marital sex and that it takes two to tango maybe the outcome of these situations would be very different. However. People will still have sex outside marriage and babies will still be aborted secretly for acceptance into society and non judgement. 

The problem lies within hypocritical attitudes.

Wouldn't it be nice if we were all perfect

Unfortunately we ain't perfect!
But we can still make the world a better place!!

Ijele-igbo:


Unfortunately we ain't perfect!
But we can still make the world a better place!!

True but I think you missed my point.

Ijele-igbo:
I used to be that innocent girl who
had the world at her feet. I was
beautiful and I had eyes and HIPS
that could make men sway, and to
top it all up, I was a Christian, a very
good Christian with a heart burning
for God. When I entered the
university, I met a guy, his name
was DERRICK. I couldn’t believe my
luck the first time I bumped into
him on my way to class, he had
such a kind smile and a tender look
that weakened my knees when he
spoke. Because I was late for class
we couldn’t talk much but barely
three weeks later, I met him at the
fresher’s night party and I was
overwhelmed. We got talking and I
found out that he was in his second
year and from that night, we
became an inseparable pair. At first,
we were friends and as months
passed by, we got closer and closer
and the chemistry between us was
undeniable. About a year after I
entered the university, Derrick and I
started dating. He was everything a
girl could ever want and desire save
the fact that he wasn’t so much ofa
Christian. Derrick had magical hands
that made him hard to resist and
most times I fell for it. At first, I felt
bad but when I couldn’t help falling
into the same pit I killed the guilt
on my inside. And then one day,
one of my friends said I was getting
fatter and that got me thinking and
in the process I began to link the
dots…first I had a vomiting spree
every morning which I thought was
due to a flu and then I had this
morning sickness which I felt was
due to stress and then my missing
period…oh no it can’t be possible I
said to myself, I couldn’tbe
pregnant!!! After a series of test
outside school, I realized the
deadliest truth, I was indeed
pregnant. I was only nineteen, I still
had a whole life ahead of me, what
was I going to do. I couldn’t tell my
parents, they wouldn’t hear of it.
Ihad to go to Derrick to tell him
what I had found out. On telling
him, I saw him fly into a temper I
had never seen in my life. He was so
hysterical, calling me all sorts of
names and I didn’t even know
when I started crying heart
drenching tears of hurt and
betrayal. When he looked into my
eyes he must have realized how
scared and hurt I was and so he
pulled me close and ran his hands
through my hair until I had calmed
down and then he said tome in the
most subtle voice ever”why don’t
you have an abortion”.I pulled back
instantly, I couldn’t have an
abortion! But when he talked about
my parents and the sanctioning of
the school and the fellowship which
I belonged to, I knew I had no other
choice. Derrick had made all the
arrangements and so on the
supposed day we went to the
room- like clinic. I shivered all
through my way there but Derrick
kept telling me that it would be
okay and that he was proud that I
made such a brave decision. When I
entered into the room where the
abortionwas supposed to take place
I laid down on the table trying to
dissociate my mind from what I
was about to do and then a young
man told me sternly, ” you know I
can’t perform this procedure with
your underwear on” and then I
began to pull it off.As I did this a
sense of guilt overwhelmed me,
first I had pulled off my
UNDERWEAR of pleasure and now I
was pulling it off to get rid of the
stigma the pleasure had brought…
what a shame, I felt so exposed. All
through the times that I felt
instruments coming in and out of
me, I kept thinking of the lady I had
become and the hypocrite I had
transformed into. I let out a sigh,
only if I can get through this I
muttered… only if… and then I felta
sharp pain pierce through the
whole of my body, I screamed
butthen the doctor told me to be
quiet. I felt another pain but this
time I bit my lip and then the pain
began to come in successions. I
instinctively knew that something
was wrong but I was too weak
totalk or to move and then I
heardthe voices of Derrick and the
doctor talking about the fact that
Iwas bleeding excessively. The pain
was so unbearable and I could feel
myself getting weaker and weaker.
With the last strengthin me, I
pleaded with God”Oh Lord I’m so
sorry for taking my under wears off,
please forgive me.” and I drifted
into a world where the pain
seemed less hurtful and the voices
seemed more distant.

May her soul rest in peace

The message is simple, say no to quack doctors!

star*:


True but I think you missed my point.

I perfectly understand all what you're saying

World war III:

The message is simple, say no to quack doctors!

You're wrong mate! Are you telling me you recommend abortion?

Ijele-igbo:


Oh really? You know better right?? Tell us some Mr Know it all......

you messed up a good story. Learn from your mistake and move on.

I am confused. I am a foreigner. Most Nigerians I have met it Nigeria are very religious. Completely against premarital sex. Very traditional and conservative.

Is this just a front? Particularly with the women?

I have heard that some naija girls will have multiple boyfriends...at the same time

and have boyfriends that they sleep with for money.

Is this a widespread attitude among naija girls?

TrickofTech: I am confused. I am a foreigner. Most Nigerians I have met it Nigeria are very religious. Completely against premarital sex. Very traditional and conservative.

Is this just a front? Particularly with the women?

I have heard that some naija girls will have multiple boyfriends...at the same time

and have boyfriends that they sleep with for money.

Is this a widespread attitude among naija girls?

You have heard or experienced? Please Mr. Foreigner, don't believe everything you hear about naija girls!
Naija people are good people

Hehehe

mondi_cheeks: Hehehe

Baby?

Ijele-igbo:


Baby?

where is the baby?

mondi_cheeks: where is the baby?

I miss you baby!

Ijele-igbo:


I miss you baby!

but this is the first time im havin a convo wit u