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Re: The Ash Rose by Nobody: 9:57pm On Aug 21, 2015
Kitme:
I have a feeling this is thronekid, please don't deny. embarassed
I'm following tho'
kit,what's wrong,why won't you complete your stories.
Re: The Ash Rose by Kitme(f): 6:36am On Aug 22, 2015
prettydiva89:
kit,what's wrong,why won't you complete your stories.
Which one? Selfless is completed nao, but I can complete terror again. Sorry! Hw u dey?
Re: The Ash Rose by Nobody: 9:36am On Aug 22, 2015
Kitme:
Which one? Selfless is completed nao, but I can complete terror again. Sorry! Hw u dey?
am good and you. But why won't you complete terror
Re: The Ash Rose by Kitme(f): 9:53am On Aug 22, 2015
prettydiva89:

am good and you. But why won't you complete terror
I'm fine...

It's because of time o, don't have much time.

I'm working on something big, and different, and you know it's taking my time a lot.
Re: The Ash Rose by Missmossy(f): 8:07pm On Aug 22, 2015
Interesting!!
Re: The Ash Rose by Fembleez1(m): 8:28pm On Aug 22, 2015
OluwabuqqyYOLO:

I wouldn't claim to be that guy. A link to one of his works, please.

I know who you are but not to reveal! wink
Re: The Ash Rose by Kitme(f): 8:56pm On Aug 22, 2015
Fembleez1:


I know who you are but not to reveal! wink
Are you a detective??
You sounded quite sure of what you're saying.

Btw, if the writer is truly thronekid, then I'm very very disappointed.
Re: The Ash Rose by Fembleez1(m): 9:16pm On Aug 22, 2015
Kitme:

Are you a detective??
You sounded quite sure of what you're saying.
I'm sure he is the one.


[s]Btw, if the writer is truly thronekid, then I'm very very disappointed.[/s] undecided
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 1:06pm On Aug 24, 2015
Missmossy:
Interesting!!
Thanks, ma. You're welcome.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 1:07pm On Aug 24, 2015
Fembleez1:


I know who you are but not to reveal! wink
You do not, sir. You speak, only, out of your thoughts.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 1:13pm On Aug 24, 2015
Kitme:

Are you a detective??
You sounded quite sure of what you're saying.

Btw, if the writer is truly thronekid, then I'm very very disappointed.
Do you expect me to accede I'm the dude with what you put up there? That's funny.
You see plethora of philippians series. Isn't it, ma'am. Things occur that way precisely.

I'm not owing up to that.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 1:15pm On Aug 24, 2015
TiffanyJ:
I have read your work. Its really touching but your diction I must say is a bit too complex. Keep writing sir, I am here.
Thank you, ma'am. Nothing to be worked on yet, is there?
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 1:16pm On Aug 24, 2015
mployer:


My thoughts exactly wink grin




I luv ma baby kiss kiss
I'll work on them, sir.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 1:16pm On Aug 24, 2015
Kitme:
I have a feeling this is thronekid, please don't deny. embarassed
I'm following tho'
I am not.
Re: The Ash Rose by Kitme(f): 2:25pm On Aug 24, 2015
OluwabuqqyYOLO:

Do you expect me to accede I'm the dude with what you put up there? That's funny.
You see plethora of philippians series. Isn't it, ma'am. Things occur that way precisely.

I'm not owing up to that.
Mehn...Whatever! undecided
Time will tell.
Re: The Ash Rose by Gmekx(m): 11:54pm On Aug 24, 2015
OluwabuqqyYOLO:
Special Invitees:
Fembleez1, Kitme, Harjibolar10, Prettydiva89, Dahprech, Lovingangel, Teebashy, Helenbee, Jezuzboi, Jayhaywhy, Gmekx, Stormangel, Queening, Just4yhu, Aipete2, Tsodjete, Nimk, Hismajesty1, TrishaP, Adeh39, Ayox1 and; all others I possibly can't mention.

Clears throat. Spreads mat, drops his popcorn, goes out and buys a bottle of orijin, sets it down on the mat.

Pours libation to the gods first, brings out kola from his pocket, gives the gods their share.

Sits on the mat and starts watching the movie by ogaOluwabuqqyYOLO

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Re: The Ash Rose by Dahprech(f): 3:24pm On Aug 28, 2015
OluwabuqqyYolo,how are you?come and update o.
Re: The Ash Rose by Dahprech(f): 3:24pm On Aug 28, 2015
OluwabuqqyYOLO,how are you?come and update o.
Re: The Ash Rose by emilygold(f): 10:29pm On Aug 28, 2015
Thanks for the mention dear. The words you use are so complex can you try and use simpler words for easy understanding. You have a nice start up line, keep it up.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 11:29pm On Aug 28, 2015
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Tears kept streaming down Omole's cheeks. They were doing no good to her sight. Her eyes were swollen already, further tears were bad. Bad. A line manage to maneuver it's way into a corner of her mouth, it sure tasted salty. She attempted to sprawl on the muddy soil again but the attempt was not unlike the countless previous ones - futile - as hands precluded her from the act. She wailed continuously as she thought she was seeing her mammi's shrouded face blubbing too. The two women holding her sane tried pulling her away from the spherical shaped mud mound she was bent on laying on. She kicked and resisted fiercely. Such strength was too lusty for a child, much more a deaf dumb. She really was hell bent on laying with her Mammi's face.

The clouds had grown dull over the day. They seemed to form an ice-cream vendor's stall in the sky. They grew fagged of waiting for her to get cover, and suddenly, they released. Their seeds were rocketing earth as though their lives depended solely on it. The rain didn't betray the clouds vivacity, it seemed it planned to gurgle the gutters until they rode apart.

The women gripped her more this time and pulled but failed again.

They didn't know how difficult it was to get over one's mammi's death. Eight days were too few to do that. Too few. For Omole much more. She wouldn't acced her mammi really was favored. Afterall, she needed such rest.

'We can't keep ourselves here, Sister, we have to get in fast,' one of the women holding her reasoned, 'the rain is pouring quite well.' Her language was pure Efik laced with Ibibio.
The other woman could only nod. Steaming tears were rolling down her cheeks too. She patted Omole's back and forcefully tilted her head to her. At that moment, the knowledge of the despised sign language helped.

She and the other woman pulled her again and could. Omole's resistance dwindled. She was pulled successfully but not without some mini resistance and wailing. The rain had augmented it's strokes and had drenched the trio totally. They got in and hugged each other closely. The image was touching - three silhouettes weeping over the death of a crippled mother - albeit the youngest lady was weeping only.

But she wasn't a mother anyways. Afterall, such offsprings were not the joy givers. Anguish, instead. The special types who ached our heart.

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Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 11:40pm On Aug 28, 2015
Invites:
IamDino(m), missuniverse(f), surestsam(m), createmag(f), 5ky3(m), paschal1995(m), hayzey(m), MaryMarvis1(f), drmingler, JAAY52, omoere, Tedpgrass, ashjamu(f), EiiBeeCee, princessadeola(f) and others.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 9:20am On Aug 29, 2015
emilygold:
Thanks for the mention dear. The words you use are so complex can you try and use simpler words for easy understanding. You have a nice start up line, keep it up.
You are welcome, ma'am. Hope the last update was okay?
Stay with me.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 9:27am On Aug 29, 2015
Gmekx:


Clears throat. Spreads mat, drops his popcorn, goes out and buys a bottle of orijin, sets it down on the mat.

Pours libation to the gods first, brings out kola from his pocket, gives the gods their share.

Sits on the mat and starts watching the movie by ogaOluwabuqqyYOLO
Funny bro. You are really welcome. Benign stay with me.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 9:35am On Aug 29, 2015
Dahprech:
OluwabuqqyYOLO,how are you?come and update o.
I just have, ma'am. Stay with me.
Re: The Ash Rose by missuniverse(f): 9:35pm On Aug 29, 2015
Thanks for the mention OluwabuqqyYOLO

A beginner on d writer's board of nairaland literature section but definitely not a novice

highly connotative
love ur diction
love ur plot

Kip em coming

#following
Re: The Ash Rose by Obinnau(m): 4:58pm On Aug 30, 2015
dont post too many usernames again.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 5:36pm On Aug 30, 2015
Obinnau:
dont post too many usernames again.
Okay, sir. Thanks.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 10:12pm On Aug 30, 2015
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Living with another woman wasn't an easy thing. Suddenly having to lose someone we've known for a long time; loved for a long time and; cherished for a long time, too - even if the person was a crippled - isn't ABC recitation. It must be the memories we must have shared; the moments we must have captured; the promises we must have had together; the love we must have had.

It wasn't different for Onome either. Much often, Aunt Isoka tried to talk her out of it. Aunt Isoka didn't know it was an inevitable phase; a very cogent phase.

Onome wouldn't use her legs to scramble out of bed. She felt laying down was better. She must have gone cripple over the night and didn't see the need to let her aunt know. If she hadn't, why would she still lay in bed minutes past ten. She had dizzy eyes and her nostrils were dull. She didn't know what but she knew something was not okay in her. But definitely, it wasn't mammi's death. Most times, she often felt weak internally.
She must be hungry. She didn't eat the night before.

Aunt Isoka was getting worried. Onome wasn't the lazy type, Aunt Isoka knew. She left her room, checked Onome's food and met it colder than it was. She didn't need to feel the meek rice. Aunt Isoka had eyes that felt heat.

Yesterday was better. She stood beside the table thinking. It was a month and days already, Onome was supposed to be okay unless she loved her crippled mammi really well. Aunt Isoka thought the girl was acting better the day before. She had even helped prepare lunch, what then could have gone wrong? That day before was even one of the beautiful days she didn't meet the girl blubbing in her room. They even had thought she would get enrolled in Iyam special institution the next day, she was in senior secondary school class one and she needed education at that class. Her aunt really loved her.
But the girl was taking it too far that day, Aunt Isoka had to check on her. Afterall, the crippled woman was her sister too. Onome should just quit the game already.

She was a young colleen with brilliant features. She even could do things some 'not-special' kids could. Her determination would lead her places. She wanted to be a lawyer and Aunt Isoka must've been ready to preclude her dream from getting buttered on a plate of burning coal. Lucre didn't seem unphotogenic to her. She left for her room.

As Aunt Isoka made to turn Onome's knob, the lady herself ran out covering and gagging a bit her mouth. She didn't know what but still she ran after the young lady. She occupied the toilet's entrance door as she watched Onome ensnared in sojourns of throat gurgling and vomiting.

Onome felt bad for a reason, but she couldn't delineate what. The feeling was more - guilt. She felt guilty as her aunt large eyes ogled her like a probing bench's. The woman was still beautiful, she thought. Her husband was cruel enough already to have left her in the world and she didn't want to further heap misery on her. The girl had a kind heart. Really.

'It was nothing, aunt,' she tried to console by putting up some signs. She had forgotten her own misfortunes then. 'I think I over-fed yesterday,' she added. A genius she thought she was to lie to Aunt Isoka who had eyes that could feel heat.

The signs were becoming too obvious, Aunt Isoka reasoned.

No. God. She shouldn't have reasoned that way. She wouldn't want to even think of that. She walked over to Onome and rubbed her chin gently. 'We are visiting the clinic today, dear,' she gesticulated the only words that stuck at her throat. 'Go prepare,' her fingers moved anew and Onome, only could nod.
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 4:59am On Aug 31, 2015
blackmarya:
cool and nice write up, i'm loving it keep it coming
Thanks, ma'am. Please, stay with me.

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Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 5:01am On Aug 31, 2015
Aipete2:
am with you dearie
Stay with me, ma. Thanks!
Re: The Ash Rose by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 8:38pm On Aug 31, 2015
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The ride to the clinic wasn't a piece of pancake. The air hung like an horse's dung as both or rather, Aunt Isoka found it arduous to breath, even. The ambience was reeking cold; even her heat eyes did nothing to better her. Her hairpores were standing still as she strove to keep off sweaty hands from the steering wheel. She didn't want to believe her thoughts.

Onome fixed her gaze outside the car as she refused to think about whatever was happening. She saw a boy and a girl her age holding hands and a smile split her face. She had the right to be happy at times, she was a special deaf dumb colleen. She had noticed how cold the car was and she basked in the quiet. She didn't see what her aunt thought but her head knew it was not about giving birth. Moreover, her health needed it.

Dennis Osadebay Street wasn't that much a drive to navigate.

Eventually the car came to an halt in front of the clinic, Onome foolishly wondered what her aunt wanted there for a second.
'We're here,' Aunt Isoka signed - the first since they left home. Onome watched the older lady alight and she did too, her pink safari fabric glowing mildly. She tried straightening the creased parts but couldn't as she half frowned. Aunt Isoka had to make her don it.

The clinic frightened her in heights but had to garner her strength as she noticed Aunt Isoka didn't share the phobia. St Rebeccas Specialist Hospital scared hell out of her.
Mild antiseptic air filled her nostrils as she got in. She was't an anosmic too, she deserved perceiving odours and aroma - she only could not hear and say. She wasn't blind either. She wished then she wasn't special.

Aunt Isoka didn't have to wait on a queue as acquaintances helped. Soon, Onome was in the lab for a test. Her urine was needed too. As she closed the lab door, she felt hungry. Breakfast was missed too.

Aunt Isoka would return to the clinic in two days. Her fears were spurred on. Her irritation crowed on her face. Omole simply acted Omole.

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