ucsparks:
Nonsense!!!

Csami:
A stranger gave me money and I never showed it to my mum. She told me to go and wait for her in her room and that was the last thing I heard from her. She flogged me in the morning and I woke up at night.

Sincere4u:
Parents never laid a finger on me. Even in school, particular secondary school apart from JSS1, no teacher ever raised a cane on me.
#TEAMSPARETHEROD.

Don't get me wrong. The verbal attack i had to deal with when i mess up no be here o. They were worse than getting caned. You do shed tears like tap water

Youngetskilz23:
The day I was watching Porn in the night. Nepal took light. I wait Taya. The next morning I forgot. My popc come on DVD . The rest was history .

cornel994:
The day I told a gal I wud marry her (dat was in primary 1) a teacher overhead d convo, afta reportin to d headmistress der took d mata to my parents.
Damm was flogged flawlessly at home, went to sch d next day got d assembly ground floggin wit four pipu holding u down.

ElsonMorali:


Bros abeg stop lying now

Primary one? Haba! Four people holding you down?

ShokiScientist:
My mum gave me 1k to buy physics practical manual in SS3, I wanted to sharply double it with 2 odds (nairabet)... Lost it all.


She started asking for the manual and I lied that I gave my lesson teacher the money to buy it.. Mumsy now immediately called him that how far the manual he said I didn't give him any money. Meanwhile, I had already confessed to my sister that I used the money to bet.


That one did amebor and casted me.. See mad beating chai.

obataokenwa:
coming back from football field, I pressed one aunty breast and ran away not knowing she knew our house. I've already fainted on sighting her. my mum started the beating before my Dad came back to finish me up. the shame never leave me sef cos my mum always remind me whenever she want to tell people how good I am now.

bobbykosh:
they gave yu a mortal kombact style

Section80:
pman just drove home like a fighter jet or something..

bash4us:
The day my dad flogged me, my brother and a cousin. We felt pool is not enough to swim, we now went to Kaduna River. i cried for 3 days not coz of the intensity of the beating but for d surprise dt my beloved dad could beat me like dt.

pinkpebbles:
Lol. We are in the same boat. Was never flogged. One day my dad shouted on me eh, I had to ask my mom if he is my real dad. Coz the names he called me no be here

Section80:
a tri-some gone wrong with my elder bros then..

.i was like 15,he was 17 ,she ws arnd 18/19 and a family frnd too....on Doom's day ,we thought we had everything plotted out...it was on Friday.. we skipped school,others were in school...mums was at work...pops also
atleast 4pm before they return.. i don't know the Banza good face neighbor who snitched on us tho.. chic don show my bro was squeezing brezz..i was handling soft thighs..at abt 11am-ish or thr abt...pman just drove home like a fighter jet or something..no horns..didn't even drive into d compound... i and bro were seeing d stars,we did nt sense Shiiii.. pman busted into the room... with a single kick at the door
chaii.....till date those scars are still fresh...to the outside world i had a ghastly accident!!.... pops stabbed us severally with a broken bottle which he actually broke my brother's head with...tied us together like goats... Friday-monday morning..... Elders from the village had to intervene... moms thought we had died...

that didn't change shiii tho...A ho' always gon' be a ho'

Sincere4u:

Hahahahahahaha, i feel you!!!,
The verbal abuse hurts so bad that one could dream about it in a nightmare.
Then it really works as one endeavours not to mess up one more time in the foreseeable future.

voicelez:
My parents were not the beating type, I can actually count how many times they beat me

voicelez:
My parents were not the beating type, I can actually count how many times they beat me

Rhaspody:
So na me good pass. I didn't receive those type of beatings cos I was always very good. Until the day I broke our new 3 liters water flask. That day I tot I was adopted