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|A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 10:18pm On Nov 22, 2017|
From the stables of Ghost production in partnership with Suicide-Squad entertainment and Nairaland studio, Presents
A CALL FROM THE GRAVE a.k.a (Bruno)
Now showing in Nairaland cinema
Any name of person, animal, place or thing that looks or sound familiar to your real life is a mere coincident. (That is to say The story isn't real), it's all fiction.
This story you are about to read was brain crafted and hand written by SULEMAN OMOTAYO TAOFIQ a.k.a Ghostwritter. (All thanks to God)
(I am willing to help if you ever need crazy ideas for your movies, shows, novels, scripts, plays... e.t.c) I am not professional, I will do it mainly for the fun. Love you all
Death is Bliss...
|Re: A Call From the Grave by jamil2000(m): 10:23pm On Nov 22, 2017|
Ride on ghostwriter more mb to ur phone
I know this post will make FP... Go on Mr .
ghostwriter, more MB to phone
|Re: A Call From the Grave by egorov(m): 1:52pm On Nov 23, 2017|
Pls always mention me. Abeg
|Re: A Call From the Grave by phoenixchap(m): 5:26pm On Nov 23, 2017|
Ears and eyes glued to my Device...
It's Ghostwriter again.... The wicked fiction writer, abeg move with much alacrity and I wish you luck as you make effort to complete this piece...
Much Love Ghostwriter..
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 7:53pm On Nov 23, 2017|
I can’t say for sure how long I have been laying still in this dark, stench and quiet vacuum deep down the earth of an unknown location but I am certain never to make that call for help even in the face of death. I will take my chances in here to see what slowly becomes of me. At least they thought I had died, they thought I am no more, they thought they had won. Well, good for them, for I will lay in here till that voice comes back to take from me that which it had gracefully given.
Though I know how strange it might sound if I tell you that I am at this moment writing to you all from a vacuum buried deep into the earth. Death at this moment will be a bliss against all I had seen, death would be a well-served reward for my foolishness and mistrust, death would be my shadow to watch and bear me witness while I drift into it…death is bliss.
My soul had gone and had returned with a message, a message so powerful my heart finds hard to tell, so heavy to share…a message my soul couldn’t bear.But yet , I will tell it to the world, I will tell it to you, you…and you, I will tell it to those who wishes to listen, I will tell to those who wish to learn. Again, I wish not to tell it not for the fun nor the call for help nor for pity party…I will tell it for the single message it holds.
I don’t know how long my heart-beat will go on before it stops ~that’s if my heart still makes a beat , for I can’t hear it beat, nor had I heard it beat ~so I will keep my message brief, straight and simple.
My name is Kenneth, Kenneth Aguda but well of course, you can now call me Bruno and this is my story…
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 8:19pm On Nov 23, 2017|
I had opened my eyes to that familiar aroma that pricked into my nose, wow…I was shocked to see I was in a cage. I looked around to realize I was inside a cage, an iron cage with a bowl inside of it, a stench of urine and dog poo lingered around. The bowl and cage both looked familiar. Quickly, I stood up to my foot but more shocked to see I was standing on all four, I was surprised I felt comfortable on them. I looked out through the cage and saw a magnificent building ahead of it.
The building was familiar, likewise everything around it. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME? I tried to remember anything, anything at all that had led me into the cage. It was blank, nothing could be recollected. Suddenly, an aromatic smell hit my nostril so hard that it caused a rumbling effect down my stomach. Every senses of mine had strangely heightened that I could hear sharply as the waves bounces in the air, every faint sound from afar and every images somehow drifted to my sight. OH! THE SMELL…WHERE IS IT COMING FROM? I pointed my nose around directions and quickly tracked it location. I pushed open the cage with my head and off I went to go hunt down the source to that aroma. As I was tapping along behind the building, I felt certain that I had been there before countless of time but I don’t know when and how, I GUESS IT’S DIJA VU. Just around the corner, I halted as I saw two ladies talking, both dressed in a purple colored apron while they stood relaxed like they had all the time in the world. They looked familiar at first but then it struck me, I KNOW THESE LADIES, THAT FAT ONE IS MARY AND THE SKINNY ONE IS ESTHER. BUT WHAT SOUGHT OF DISCUSSION COULD THESE LADIES BE SO ENGROSSED ABOUT THAT THEY STILL HADN’T SEEN ME STARING UP NEXT TO THEM. I had expected they scramble at the sight of me coming even from afar to their duties, but yet they kept on with their talk even though I noticed Esther looking down at me.
MY GOODNESS! I THOUGHT I HAD WARNED THIS LADIES AGAINST THE USE OF PIDGIN ENGLISH AROUND ME AND YET THEY CONTINUE.
“Abeg, shey you don give dis thing food?” Esther asked Mary who then also stared down at me.
“I neva give am food” Mary replied as she shook her head slowly.
“Why naa? Esther inquired in fright as she pushed away from me so swiftly, “Shey you want make dis thing bite me? Abeg go give am food”
“when all the visitors wey dey inside neva chop, shey na dis useless dog go kon eat? Forget the dog make we continue our gist” she swung one of her legs towards me in an attempt to wave me off her presence but I stood there, staring at her with my rumbling stomach, I needed to eat, I just have to eat jollof-rice.
“See dis thing o, just look at this stupid dog, see as e even stand there dey look me like human being” Mary continued as she pointed a finger at me “No be your fault, because you too don dey chop human food, now you don dey behave like human being abi?” she frowned suddenly at me then pulled one of her ear “Bruno, listen make I tell you something, now wey oga don die, no more human food for you, no more bread and tea, no more jollof-rice, no more fried-rice with chicken. As from now on, na bone and left over food you go dey chop, shey you hear?”
I saw Esther burst into laughter behind Mary, “Mary I swear, you sef don kolo” she continued amidst laughter “You don craze patapata. See as you stand dey talk to the dog like sey una be mate, I swear you don madt!” she was laughing until she slowly turned her face down at me to give those pitiful gaze “Ehyah! See as the thing dey look, e be like sey e no even chop yesterday”
“I no even get time yesterday to dey feed any useless dog. I too dey busy for dat funeral activity yesterday”
I stood there wondering what this two were still talking about. WHAT FUNERAL? WHO DIED?I DON’T CARE ABOUT THE RUBBISH TALK AT THE MOMENT, ALL I WANT NOW IS A TASTE FROM THAT AROMATIC JOLLOF-RICE.
“But I saw one food on that cupboard beside the gas-cooker, na who get am?” Esther inquired.
I saw Mary frown defensively before she replied “Na me get am, abeg no go near that food o, dat na the food wey I wan use break my fasting dis evening”
Esther looked surprised just like I had expected “So you sef dey fast” she sounded sarcastic.
“So na wetin dat one kon mean? Sey I no fit fast abi?" Mary pulled a deadly frown which mad me got scared for Esther.
“Nooo!” Esther quickly denied even though I knew what she meant. “That was not what I meant o, I was just wondering how you are going to cope without food for hours, you know you’ve never been on diet?’
Mary’s face eased up with a smile to it “I am fasting because I want God to make me look sexy like Tiwa”.
“Ernn! Na which Tiwa?” Esther exclaimed
“Tiwa Savage…the one wey dey sing” I saw Mary rolling her eyes carelessly as she fantasized.
OH MY GOODNESS! I quickly pushed back two dog-steps backward. I had thought this girl was foolish but now I see she is also delusional…JUST LOOK AT WHO WANTS TO BE LIKE TIWA SAVAGE, YOU THIS OROBO. I BET YOU, NO PRAYER AND FASTING CAN MAKE THIS FOOL GO SKINNY WITH THE LOADS OF FLESH RESTING UPON HER.
Then again I saw Esther laughing her tooth out while she held her tummy. ESTHER PLEASE SAY SOMETHING, TELL HER THE TRUTH AND SHAME THE DEVIL.
“Mary, you can kill person” she was still laughing “So you mean you want to be like Tiwa Savage abi?”
“Yes, so why you kon dey laugh?” I saw Mary looked vexed and so was in line of her tone.I could see she was about to pounce on the small statured-skinny-not too sexy-light skinned lady in front of her.
OH MY GOD, RUN…ESTHER RUN!! I screamed those words of warning inside my head.
“But you can give small part of the food to the dog so that God will quickly answer your prayers”
YES! YES!! Instinctively, my ears flapped upwards, my mouth began to droll and I felt something swindling behind me, I turned to look, I was shocked to see it was a tail, my tail. BUT HOW HAD IT COME TO THIS? HOW HAD I BECOME THIS THING?
“Never!” Mary shouted, it had jolted me out of my sober thought. She continued “I will never give part of my food to a dog, I hear it brings bad luck”. Mary frowned like an ugly vampire.
ESTHER PLEASE, HELP PREACH TO HER, PERSUADE HER FOR ME, LET HER KNOW I HAVE TO EAT SOMETHING, I AM RAVISHING TO DEATH, I NEED JOLLOF-RICE RIGHT AWAY!!!”
As if she heard my plea, Esther backed me up on it “Please, consider the dog, please consider the fact it never ate yesterday” I heard her plead to Mary in a soft tone.
GOD BLESS YOU FOR ME ESTHER.
I was sooo happy to see Mary looking considerately at me, It was obvious Esther’s word had finally made it into her wicked heart. “Okay, I don hear you madam good Samaritan” Mary said as she was making her way into the building. Esther stood there in akimbo while staring down at me like a poor miserable thing.
ONES AGAIN, GOD BLESS YOU ESTHER. I NEVER KNOW YOU ARE THIS GOOD HEARTED.
“Bruno Bruno!! See as you dey dance like sey you know wetin she don go bring come” Esther said while smiling down at me.
AM I DANCING? WAIT, AM I REALLY DANCING? I quickly checked myself to confirm, my paws were tapping repulsively, I felt the tail swindling without my permission and yes, I was dancing if that’s it. I wish to tell her those were my new Jollof-rice moves but rather, I barked at her. I tried to tell her to go hasten that fool before I collapse. Esther withdrew far away from me, I could see her body tremble. “You dey mad? See dis one wey I dey fight for”. She then turned towards the door Mary went through and called her attention to my erratic behavior. Mary came out all brimming with smile as she held to a bowl.
WOW! My eyes brightened up as I gave more of my jollof-rice moves for free with my tongue wagging out uncontrollably.
“Esther, this dog is very lucky o!” Mary said as she moved closer with the bowl, “Do you know I almost forgot Bruno had jollof-rice inside the fridge?”
JUST PUT IT DOWN AND FORGET THE STORY, I AM DYING ALREADY...YOU FOOL.
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Joislim(f): 11:00pm On Nov 23, 2017|
Hahaha... I enjoyed this chapter. You have an amazing imagination. Following, I hope you will complete this?
Weldone professor ghost
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 3:05pm On Nov 24, 2017|
Mary dropped the bowl down in front of me and opened it cover. I rushed at it like a dog, as in a real hungry dog. The Jollof-rice was so cold as it passes down my throat. At first, I couldn’t tell if I was eating the actual jollof-rice or a jollof-looking-snow, it was all icy. After a while, I paused to realize I wasn’t eating Jollof-rice but rather eating something spoilt, it smelt so bad as I sniffed. I looked up and my eyes locked to Mary who had a mischievous smile already. I thought I had the ‘what-is-all-these-rubbish-about?’ kind of look. But that fool didn’t looked a bit scared nor beg for forgiveness, she rather began to laugh.
“Why is Bruno not eating again?” Esther asked ignorantly as she looked from me to the laughing Mary
“E be like sey e don belle-full” she replied amidst laughter.
SHUT-UP, YOU FUrCKING BASTARD FOOLISH PIGGY FAT LIAR, I barked at her furiously. I must have scared the poo out her pant when I was her quiver.
“Mary, na wetin you give dis dog chop?” I heard Esther asked while I still had my ‘Don’t fucck with me’ look resting on Mary.
“Shebi na Jollof rice”
Esther moved closer to look down at the bowl, she sniffed and then frowned at Mary who was holding herself from laughing.
“Mary, I swear you be wicked girl o, dis food don spoil already naa, see as e dey smell like rotten egg. How you kon expect make Bruno eat am?”
“So na who go kon eat am?... me?” she followed with a long hiss.
While I was raging with anger and knitting a suitable revenge plan, I saw the two ladies rushed out of my sight off into the building. I assumed they must had read my mind through my body language. Then, another voice came up behind me and I turned around to see who it was, and there I saw a beautiful lady walking towards me, her voice and face were familiar. As she came closer, I remembered who she was, she was the woman I ever loved, and she was Jennifer my wife.
Jennifer ordered the two girls to come out from the building, I guessed she had seen them running to avoid her already. While they came out coyly, she rained insult on them like I had never seen her do, she ordered them to go serve the guests waiting in the parlor and warned them never to come out there till she sends for them. Mary and Esther nodded in affirmation and rushed off into the building. I stood there watching Jennifer, she looked worried and scared. I kept staring up at her but she ignored like I wasn’t there, like I was a sought of ghost. I was curious when I saw her looking around suspiciously like she aims to look out for something.
WHAT IS JENNIFER SEARCHING FOR? OR COULD IT BE ME SHE LONGS FOR? LOOK DOWN, I’M HERE. My inner voice echoed inside my head. I wished she heard. WHY CAN’T SHE LOOK DOWN HERE AT MY EYES, MAYBE SHE WOULD SEE SOMETHING, THAT SPARK, JUST LIKE SHE CLAIMED IT HAPPENED WHEN WE HAD FIRST MET IN THAT PARTY.
Again I barked, I tried telling her that her true love was directly in front of her but yet she kept searching for something.
OH! LOOK AT THOSE BEAUTIFUL EYES, HER LONG LEGS AND HER BEAUTIFUL BODY. BUT WHY IS SHE IN A BLACK ATTIRE? I THOUGHT SHE NEVER LIKED BLACK OUTFIT.
“Doc, what exactly is your problem?” I heard her spoke into her phone in a hush tone, she sounded angry. She continued after a short pause, “Yes, what exactly is your problem? I thought we paid you fifty million to seal up the deal” she continued again after another long pause, “That is ridiculous, you must be out of you mind”.
WHO COULD SHE BE TALKING TO? I strained my ears and heard a man’s voice speaking on her phone. He was saying something about exposing the truth.
I saw Jennifer looking timorous while she spoke into the phone, “I will pay you, just don't do it...I will transfer the money into your account first thing tomorrow morning but please…” she stopped her sentence midway and stared at her phone. “Such a bastard, he just dropped the call on me” she said looking angry and worried.
I tried hard to figure out what was going on with her but I couldn’t. I barked in an act to let her know I have got her back and no one can threaten her or make her sad. BY THE WAY, WHO COULD SHE TALKING TO? WHO IS DOC?
“Shut up, you bastard” Jennifer suddenly kicked me on my head. SHE KICKED ME…SHE JUST KICKED ME SO HARD ON MY HEAD!!
I wimped before withdrawing back swiftly. It had hurt so bad, it wasn’t the kick nor the harsh words she used on me but it was her rejection that I help. I had always been there for her.
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 6:07pm On Nov 24, 2017|
Everything appeared to play out like a bad dream. MAYBE IT’S A BAD DREAM.
I saw Jennifer dialed her phone and placed it to her ears “Come to the backyard, I am there waiting for you”
WHO IS SHE WAITING FOR? I looked around but saw no one. Jennifer stood there pacing around impatiently. Again, I heard her made a call “Come around now, I can’t wait to see you…I said I’m at the backyard beside the boys quarter”.
WHO IS THIS PERSON? WHO IS SHE WAITING FOR? I kept looking around.
I then saw a man coming ahead. THANK GOODNESS, HE WOULD RECOGNIZE ME IF NO ONE DOES. YES…YES, PLEASE LOOK DOWN HERE AT ME, I AM RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU. WHERE ARE MY JOLLOF-RICE MOVES? AND HERE COMES FELIX AGUDA, MY TWIN BROTHER. He kept smiling as he walked pass me to go hug Jennifer who already had her arms wide opened to him. I saw both of them crashed into one another so romantically and their lips locked together passionately as his hand slide down to caress her huge butt.
JESUS…AYE MI TEMI BAMI!!
My eyes were widen in horror as my jaw fell loosely. There and then, I so much wished to be woken from that nightmare. Somehow I got overwhelmed by wave of shock that paralyses my bones. I just stood there while I stared up to them.
“What took you so long?” Jennifer asked in a tone of affection, that same tone she had many times used on me.
“I’m sorry love, I had to be careful while sneaking out of the parlor, they musn’t know I’m out here with you. So what’s up, why do we have to meet here? Why not the hotel” he spoke in a quite tone.
“There is a big problem”
I saw Felix looked alarmed, “What is it?”
“Doctor Williams is trying to blackmail us with the evidence”
“What do you mean? I thought you had settled him? He queried with a frown on him.
“Yes, but he called me earlier again requesting he needed an extra fourty million”
FOR GOD SAKE, WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? PLEASE CAN ANYONE KINDLY EXPLAIN?
“That bastard, I knew he couldn’t be trusted. I should have killed him while I had the chance…dammit!”
“Felix please not again, I don’t want another blood on my hands” Jennifer looked scared.
“Shuuuuu!” he places a finger upon her lips. “I will handle it alone, watch me” he sounded reassuring. Again, I saw them kissed like they would swallow one another. I felt my claws itching for a rough scratch and my fangs peckish for a nasty bite.
I MUST KILL SOMEONE, I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL SOMEONE.
Felix looked down at me, “What is wrong with this dog?” I guessed he saw me acting all sneering and crazy.
“I don’t know, it has being acting weird around me also” Jennifer replied.
“Then get rid of it before it goes wild on you”
ERNN! GET RID OF ME? SO YOU WANT TO GET RID OF YOUR BROTHER? ARE YOU MAD?
“I will but not yet” Jennifer turned her face down to me “I intend to keep it for a while before I kill it”
BLOOD OF JESUS!!
I swiftly pushed back.
“Why would you keep it for a while? Felix asked also looking down on me.
“If I get rid of it now, it might arose suspicion, you know it’s his favorite dog”
“Yes that’s true, you are right. You are so smart and that’s why I will kill for you”. They locked lips again right in front of me and I saw Jennifer melting in his arms.
“Common let’s have a quickie right here” I heard Felix whispered into her ear.
Jennifer shook her head coyly like a timid girl, “Please not today, someone could be watching”
“I insist, I want to Bleep you so bad…please!!” his tone was intensely hush and then I saw him struggling to pull up Jennifer’s gown.
PLEASE FELIX, DON’T DO IT, NOT WITH MY WIFE…PLEASE I BEG YOU.
I barked so hard my tongue almost fell out. I saw Felix picked up something from the ground in haste and hurled in at my direction. Before I could figure out what it was or which way to dulge, I felt something hard struck my head and then…everything went blank.
Go...go tell them, go tell them all that my story has just began!!!
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Gucciqueen38(f): 8:24pm On Nov 24, 2017|
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Joislim(f): 8:59pm On Nov 24, 2017|
I pity Bruno oo
still I follow
I'm suspecting Jennifer and Felix connived to kill Ken. Why would a brother kill his own twin?
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Prinxxdave(m): 9:10pm On Nov 24, 2017|
Dis z fantastic
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 9:20pm On Nov 24, 2017|
Gucciqueen38:I see you, I know you...The eyes is watching and the mouth will one day kiss a princess with the pink lips...lol
I'm sure you understand my message. #wink.
|Re: A Call From the Grave by OluwabuqqyYOLO: 9:28pm On Nov 24, 2017|
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Gucciqueen38(f): 9:28pm On Nov 24, 2017|
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 9:44pm On Nov 24, 2017|
OluwabuqqyYOLO:Bukola kini problem è?...why are you jealousy? Oya, sorry I will kiss and hug you too. Hope u never forget Savanah hotel?
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 9:21am On Nov 26, 2017|
welcoming all my colleagues and mentors, I thought it wise to invite you to my class knowing how well I had also been invited to your various threads. I only hope you enjoy and criticizes (with common sense).
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cc: mynd44 onboard, …please help me invite others I can’t recall.
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 9:22am On Nov 26, 2017|
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|Re: A Call From the Grave by Famoustemmy: 12:34pm On Nov 26, 2017|
isa beautiful story.. mention when the next is ready
|Re: A Call From the Grave by ghostwritter(m): 2:44pm On Nov 26, 2017|
Famoustemmy:not after u invite someone else to my class.
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Gucciqueen38(f): 5:15pm On Nov 26, 2017|
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Nostradamus: 9:23pm On Nov 26, 2017|
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Michaelpresh(m): 6:53am On Nov 27, 2017|
Good morning everyone
|Re: A Call From the Grave by chinawapz(m): 6:57am On Nov 27, 2017|
I will design you a perfect website at chikini money (0-8-1-3-0-7-6-7-3-5-7)
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Boyooosa(m): 7:02am On Nov 27, 2017|
But u know even mention me
Let me kuma come and go and be following you.
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Prinxxdave(m): 7:13am On Nov 27, 2017|
it bleeping made fp
|Re: A Call From the Grave by Princesteve7248: 7:18am On Nov 27, 2017|
|Re: A Call From the Grave by smithsydny(m): 7:20am On Nov 27, 2017|
Reading for the first time...
My body dey swt me
|Re: A Call From the Grave by emmadejust(m): 7:24am On Nov 27, 2017|
Wonderful skills you got ghostwritter..
I'm here.. Position for the horror.. But I got no fear atall
|Re: A Call From the Grave by sayhi2certified(m): 7:25am On Nov 27, 2017|
lolz..nice and funny
|Re: A Call From the Grave by sinkhole: 7:26am On Nov 27, 2017|
wow, wow, wow, wow! Even though I am not an ambulance
I am following
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