the story you are about to read is mere fiction of the author OMOTAYO SULEMAN
this is an unedited version because the truth is that i don't even know were this write-up will lead to.
pls guys, you are free to recommend, LIKE, DISLIKE, COMMENT, ENCOURAGE, DISCOURAGE, SPIT, SHIT, VOMIT, LAUGH, CRY or WALK OUT of my thead. but remember that there is God o!!!

He looked down the street, all was deserted, and it seems as if he was the only person in the city. It is dark and the breeze was cold. He could not tell how he got to the street in the middle of the night. “Hello, is anybody here...can anyone hear me?” he shouted into the dark street only to hear his echo talk back. Gradually, he began to get scared and wasn’t comfortable as the mid-night breeze blew harder. He slowly walked down the road not knowing where to go in particular, he hears as thunder strikes with sharp lightning which only brightens his environment every second. He was able to see buildings, cars, shops….he saw dead bodies laying in pool of blood “o my God….where am I?” he screamed as he rushes to go see who the dead victims might be. He could not identify any of the seven dead bodies but they all looked familiar. Gradually the rain which started as drops of water now got heavier, this made him panic and began to run seeking for shelter, he saw a building at the end of the street with it light on and this brought relief to his troubled heart. As he was moving closer to the house, he was hearing people screaming “please help us….save our soul, we are about to get killed!!!!”. Though he was scared but he had to summon courage to go save those who needed his help in that room. As he opened the door, he couldn't hear any more noise and as he entered into the room, he saw a very old woman dressed in a chef outfit and welcomed him into the house happily as if she had being expecting him all along.

Nice story. But pls, dont stop it halfway. More mb to ur phone.